~Lily~
I practically sprinted into the bathroom, heart pounding like I was running from the freaking police, because all I could think about was how fast I needed to get under that shower, scrub every inch of myself, and get dressed before someone..God forbid anyone, walked in and figured out what we just did.
But then he followed me as he leaned one shoulder against the doorframe, his eyes dragged over me, lingering way too long on the waterline where my knees were just barely above the surface.
“Pumpkin,” he said, like the nickname was a hand around my throat, “why don’t we have a bath together before we get to Spain?”
I actually choked on air. “Before we get to—Spain? Spain? We are docking in twenty minutes, Connor! Twenty! Do you understand how time works?
“That is not enough tim
