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guys.”
    Asshole. That comment stung, given Ro’s recently acquired reputation as a raging slut, but even that couldn’t dull her desire for a shower. So she went with the mature option and unhooked her bra and threw it at his head. He grabbed it off his shoulder and tossed it over to the bench. She pulled her underwear off and tossed them on the floor.
    “I can take care of those. Now, could you please just go?”
    “Just turn on the water, woman. I’m not going to look.”
    Ro grasped the knob and twisted it to hot. She couldn’t contain the squeak that came out when the first spray of cold water hit her. To his credit, Conan didn’t budge.
    “It’ll warm up fast. Try to make it snappy. We don’t like to waste the hot water.”
    True to his word, the water warmed up, and Ro had to adjust the temperature to avoid being scalded.
    Trying not to moan like a porn star, Ro pulled out her hair tie and leaned into the spray to get her hair wet. It. Felt. So. Good.
    “How do you even have hot water? And lights that work? I haven’t seen lights anywhere else,” Ro asked.
    “We were more prepared than most. Got a good system set up. Alternative sources of power. Have our own wells.” His words cut off. Like he just realized he was sharing with the enemy.
    “You do know I’m not here to try to infiltrate your little camp, right? I didn’t even know it was here. And you’re the one who brought me here, against my will, I might add.”
    “That’s what bait would say.”
    “Whatever.” Ro wasn’t about to spend the time she could be enjoying her shower arguing with Conan. He’d probably shut off the hot water because she was taking too long, so Ro got down to business.
    Hair wet, and the metal chair getting slippery and sort of uncomfortable, Ro realized she didn’t have any soap. She saw the dispenser on the wall. Bingo. Eau de commando couldn’t be that bad. At worst it would smell like that scent-masking soap her dad used to use during hunting season that made him smell like dirt. But the dispenser was a little too high for her to reach from her seated position. Ro slid forward on the chair and put her weight on her right foot and reached out for the lever on the dispenser. Jackpot. Liquid soap filled her hand. She went to sit back down, but her wet ass slipped right off the slick metal seat, sending the chair skidding back across the shower floor. Ro tried to catch herself, and couldn’t stop from putting her left foot down, the weight causing pain to shoot through her ankle. She started to fall backward, a girly shriek coming from her mouth. She braced herself for the pain that was about to be shooting up her tailbone, but before she made contact with the tile floor, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her wet, completely naked body, catching her just underneath her breasts. Ro let out another shriek, this time in surprise.
    “I got you. Hold still.” Ro froze, realizing that she’d started wriggling out of his grasp, which did nothing to get her free, but instead caused his hand to shift. It now covered her left breast. Like full-on, hand over boob.

    Graham couldn’t help that his dick was now rock hard. He had the girl’s tit in his hand. And she didn’t have a bad rack. Actually, she felt pretty fucking good, all slippery and wet, and definitely bigger than a handful. Which was saying something given the size of his hands.
    When he’d heard the chair scrape across the floor, Graham had known exactly what was happening. What he didn’t know was whether it was heaven-sent or hell-bound. He couldn’t stop himself from turning around at the sound. When he saw her falling, that deliciously rounded, heart-shaped ass heading for the shower floor, he’d reacted. Simple as that. Which brought him to now, with her tit spilling out of his palm, and the rest of the slippery, wiggling woman in his arms.
    “I got you. Hold still.” If she didn’t quit moving, she was going to have her naked ass pressed