43:“You have no idea how much I want you right now.”
When Warren stepped out of the shower; he took a look in the mirror.
The hard creases in his stomach gave way to broad shoulders; broader than they’d ever been. His wings were getting heavier nowadays; he could feel the strain on his back when he lifted them, skin pulled by the huge span of feathers. They were dotted with water from the shower – damp and warm.
Showers were so difficult for him. They weren’t built for a guy who had huge wings jutting out of his spine – having to fold them just to get through the door was tragic. He’d once managed to catch his right one in the glass door, and god had that hurt. Blood staining the delicate white, washing down the shower drain.
Now, he was careful. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he stepped through into his bedroom, feathers brushing the doorframe as he made his way to the bed. She was laying there in pyjamas; hair in a halo around her face as she read her book quietly, pausing to lick her index finger as she turned the page.
God, that did things to him. She turned, a devilish smile on her face as she looked him up and down. “Mr. Worthington” she grinned “you’re looking a little risque tonight”. He slid onto the bed next to her, calloused fingers reaching out to stroke her stomach. She shivered at his touch, sending adrenaline dancing through his fingertips. “You have no idea how much I want you right now” she breathed, snaking her hands into the golden coils in his hair.
“Well then” he grinned, leaning over and flicking the switch on the bedside lamp.
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