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    Hadley’s indignation softened, then a realization hit. “Wait—what are you even doing in here?”


    Eric’s grin widened, mischievous. “Thought you might need help scrubbing yourself down.”


    Before she could respond, he dipped his head and captured her lips in a soft kiss.


    Hadley’s eyes widened again. He was still fully clothed! The warm water had already drenched his shirt, stering it to his skin.


    Their mouths moved together, breaths merging in the humid air.


    “Is this okay?” Eric murmured against her lips, not pulling away.


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    “Yes…” A flush crept up Hadley’s cheeks as she nodded.


    She knew exactly what he meant.


    Eric’s smile bloomed with delight, warmth flooding his chest.


    “Then let’s begin.”


    “Wait!”


    “What for?” Eric’s brow furrowed in impatience. “I can’t hold back anymore!”


    “Your clothes!” Hadley shoved at his chest. “Take them off!”


    “Oh. That I can do.”


    He bent to kiss her again, fingers fumbling with the top button at his cor. But the soaked fabric clung stubbornly.


    Frustration red; he gripped the cor and yanked hard. The shirt tore open with a sharp rip, buttons pinging off the tiles and vanishing one by one into the drain.


    Hadley’s half-lidded eyes snapped wide, staring in stunned silence.


    “Hadley, a little help?”


    Tearing was the easy part. The rest was a struggle.


    Eric seized her hand. Dazed and swaying slightly, Hadley gripped the sodden hem and tugged downward with all her might.


    Eight chiseled abs gleamed under the shower light, rivulets of water tracing the ridges.


    Hadley swallowed hard, unable to look away.


    “See something you like?” Eric caught her hungry gaze and chuckled low.


    Hadley stiffened, snapping her eyes up, cheeks burning.


    “You can do more than just stare, you know?” Eric guided her trembling fingers to his belt. “What’s the hold-up?”


    Biting her lip, Hadley rose on tiptoe andunched herself into his arms.


    No more hesitation.


    “Got you!” Eric caught her securely, voice rough with excitement. “Let go, baby—don’t be shy!”


    In the end, Hadley’s fervor left even Eric breathless.


    They’d been married once, torn apart for years, and finally divorced.


    In their past life together, they’d shared every intimacy a couple could—but nothing like this.


    How to describe it?


    As Eric held her close, a thought drifted through his mind—this is how it’s supposed to be.


    When souls truly connected, even the physical felt transcendent.


    Their rhythm was wless, electric, indescribable.


    Atst, Hadley copsed first, limbs heavy with exhaustion.


    The difference in stamina was undeniable.


    Eric wrapped a thick towel around her, water still dripping from his hair. He scooped her up from the shower and carried her to the wide, plush bed.


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