I dip my head back and let the hot water wash over my hair. I pour shampoo into the palm of my hand and begin massaging it into my hair. I feel a cold breeze and open my eyes to find him standing in front of me, completely naked. I get a full view of his hard body, and if possible, he only got sexier during the month we were apart. His biceps are bulging and tanned. His pecs are huge and his abs are rock-hard. I count six before following that trail of hair down to something I want to wrap my hand around.
“Are you checking me out, Ms. Rock Star?” he asks around a smile.
A grin escapes. “What if I am, Mr. Lawyer?” His hair is longer than it used to be and it gives him a carefree look instead of the stuffy lawyer look he always had before. His beard is growing out, putting a nice shadow on his angular jaw.
He reaches out and pulls me against him. “I may have to bend you over my knee and punish you.” He leans forward, pressing his lips to mine. He backs me into the water and moves his hands up to help wash the shampoo out of my hair. When it feels free of bubbles, he picks me up against him and presses my back to the shower wall. I can feel his excitement between us. He pulls his hips back, allowing himself to glide between my folds. My stomach tightens, ready to feel him inside, but the doorbell rings and he pulls back.
“Food’s here. That was fast.” He puts me on my feet and I’m breathless as I watch him throw on a robe and leave the bathroom.
I quickly finish up my shower and shut off the water. I grab a towel and wrap it around myself, exiting the bathroom and walking into his bedroom. That’s when I stop at the familiar voice. It’s Van.
“I didn’t mean to interrupt,” Van says.
“Oh, no problem. What’s up?” Daniel asks. I hear the sound of them sitting on the couch.
“I just wanted to come by and talk to you about Luna,” Van says.
“About Luna? We aren’t together anymore and haven’t been for over a month,” Daniel points out.
“I know, but I think something’s up with her,” Van says. “I think she’s about to come back to you. I don’t know how she feels about you exactly, but I do think you’re a nice distraction for her. You could take her mind off the band and the stress of recording a record. And as much as I wish I could give you my blessing, I just can’t. I’m concerned about the band. I’m afraid that if you two get too serious, she’ll back out of the commitments she’s made to the band and our contracts.”
What the fuck? Why would he come here with this shit? How did he even know where Daniel lives?
“I appreciate your concern, Van, but Luna and I are done. And, well, frankly, what we do isn’t any of your business. I appreciate your concern and I’m sure Luna does as well, but there’s nothing to worry about. As I already said, we’re not together, but if we were, I wouldn’t ever dream of holding her back.”
“I know, and I’m not saying you would. I’m just afraid you would influence her decisions whether you wanted to or not. Anyway, I’m going to go. I just wanted to warn you.”
“Warn me? Warn me about what? That Luna might show up here wanting to start things again, or warn me that you don’t approve?” Daniel doesn’t sound happy.
“Both, I guess,” Van says, and I hear the door open.
“That’ll be $26.50,” someone else says. It must be our food.
“That’s a lot of food for one person,” Van says.
“Who said I was alone?” Daniel throws back.
I don’t hear anything after that except the sound of the door closing and locking. “Luna, food’s here!” Daniel calls out, and I finally walk out of his bedroom.
“What the hell was that?” I ask, falling onto the couch in my towel.
Daniel sets the food on the table in front of us. “No idea, but Van doesn’t seem happy about us being together.”
“Like I told you, I don’t know what his deal is. I mean, there’s a fine line between being a good friend and acting overbearing, you know? I know he’s concerned about the band, but this is getting a little crazy, right?”
Daniel shrugs as he