Grace's POV

I laughed. "My point is that I actually do need to get clean. Not get dirty again."

Hunter's eyes darkened, that predatory look I'd come to know so well spreading across his face. "I can help with that. After I get you dirty."

Before I could protest, he was already stripping off his jeans, kicking them aside. I saw he wasn't wearing underwear. The sight of him naked, already aroused, made my breath catch in my throat.

"Hunter. You're insatiable," I breathed, but I was already ...