I try to quickly cover myself, his words only half registering.

“C-Clause?”

“Mmm.” There’s a gust of cold wind blowing into the shower when he slides the door open. “Yes, the little stand-off we’ve been having.”

My mind is too busy swimming with sex hormones to even try and comprehend or make sense of what he’s saying to me.

“What?”

He laughs darkly while stepping into the ...