The water cascaded down both of them but his head shielded her face which was tipped to look up at his.
His every-colored eyes were so warm they were burning and her breath caught.
His voice was a husky rumble as he murmured, “I think you got it.”
“Okay,” she whispered, vaguely embarrassed because she was overenthusiastic with the body wash.
Mostly, she was lost in counting the occurrence of each color in his irises and comparing the numbers.
Then she distractedly noticed something changed in those eyes and her mind only fully processed the change when his hand came to her jaw.
She blinked.
Then she focused on the look in his face and her belly dropped.
“What?” she whispered.
His thumb slid along her bottom lip.
His voice was again a husky rumble, this one softer and definitely sweeter when he whispered, “You haven’t looked at me like that in twenty years.”
Isabella’s throat closed and her body went solid.
For half a second.
Then his fingers slid into her hair, cupping the back of her head, his arm sliced around her waist, pulling her deeper into his body and he kissed her.
Hard, long, and beautiful with the warm water sliding down their bodies and lilies of the valley fragrancing everything around them.
Heaven.
When she was putty in his hands, he released her but kissed her forehead and stepped out of the shower before she could think another thought.
She watched mutely through the glass door as he toweled off then wrapped the towel around his h*ps and turned to her.
“I’ll get the kids,” he said before he strode from the room.
She stared at the empty room and then her body jolted.
This wasn’t right.
Well, it was right, in a perfect world type of way.
But Isabella existed in a world that was far from perfect.
And she needed to shield Prentice and his children from that world
She turned off the water, jumped from the shower, toweled off and ran into the bedroom. Dragging on underwear and a bra, she opened the wardrobe doors and stilled, staring at her clothes.
She’d packed in a panic, not thinking of much except making certain she had the bare necessities. She never dreamed she’d be there for over a week. Everything she had in the wardrobe, Prentice had already seen.
It was too early to start recycling outfits.
And she needed a good outfit.
They’d had great sex last night and woke up together for the first time ever. That alone meant she needed a good outfit.
But they’d also just had great sex that morning and showered together for the first time ever.