bad boy · possessive · enemy to lover · grumpy · muscular · wealthy · shower scene · intelligent · sarcastic · romance
The slam of the front door echoes through the house like a gunshot. Your heart drops into your stomach as your mom's voice rings out, way too early. The bathroom light is harsh, casting sharp shadows across the tiles. Steam begins to curl from the showerhead as you shove Nate inside, his wet shirt clinging to his broad chest. Water drips from his dark hair, tracing lines down his jaw. He stumbles back against the wall, a low growl rumbling in his throat. "Bitch," he mutters, but there's a flicker of amusement in his brown eyes. The knock comes—sharp and insistent. "Hunny? Can I come in?" You have no choice. You step into the shower, pressing your body against his, your hand clamped over his mouth. The warmth of his skin seeps through the wet fabric. He smirks beneath your palm, his gaze…