GRIT: A Spartan Riders Novel

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You can use it if you wanna.”
    “Sharing is caring,” Blake said, his smirk transforming into a full-on grin.
    The bastard, he knew she couldn’t say no to that. Breaking Ash’s heart was not on her list of things to do, and being that he looked so damn hopeful, she knew she was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
    Never one for lying and all excuses exhausted, Gabby released a sigh, her shoulders sagging. “Fine, okay. Just let me run home and pick up a change of clothes, and I’ll meet you there.”
    Throttling up, Blake jerked his chin at her. “Careful you don’t lose track of time.”
    Holding back a snarky retort, Gabby watched as they drove away, lifting her hand to return Ash’s little wave, and wondered what the hell she’d gone and gotten herself into again.

TWELVE
     
    Okay, so…what did a guy do with a woman who didn’t belong to him, but had fallen asleep in his bathtub…naked?
    Like really fucking naked.
    When Ash had offered up use of their bathroom, he hadn’t really thought she’d take him up on it. He figured, after their little tête–à–tête at the zoo, she would scrounge up any excuse not to come over. Hell, he’d been waiting for her to call and read him the riot act once she got home, only to get the shock of his life when she showed up at his door a half hour later with a change of clothes folded against her chest and a tired look in her eyes.
    He’d assumed that was the look of defeat, and maybe it was a little bit, but it seemed she was a lot more worn out than he’d realized.
    He kind of felt bad for making her come over…
    Nah, not really. Having a naked, wet, slippery woman in his home who wasn’t a raging bitch was an unexpected, but wholly welcome, treat.
    Easing into the room, Blake closed the door quietly behind him. “Gabby,” he whispered, double checking that she was really asleep and not just resting her eyes. She didn’t stir. Padding over to the tub, he crouched down, unable to keep his gaze from soaking in every sweet-as-sin inch of her ridiculous body.
    Damn, but she was beautiful. Soft, delicate handfuls of flesh that his fingers itched to touch and his mouth watered to taste. With heavy, teardrop breasts, dusky nipples pebbled from the chill in the air, a flat stomach, and shapely hips and thighs, she was a feast for the eyes.
    And she was going to kick his ass for being in there.
    But he couldn’t bring himself to regret the decision.
    Trailing his fingers through the water, Blake watched her slack face for any indication that she was aware of him, but it was clear by her rhythmic breathing that she was sound asleep.
    After watching a quick show with Ash while Blake worked on putting together dinner, she announced that she was going to wash up. An hour later, when she hadn’t returned, Blake decided to investigate.
    Which brought him to where he was now, inches away from a silky sweet female and seconds away from imminent death.
    What a way to go though.
    Acutely aware that Ash was just down the hall and would probably come looking for him any minute, Blake shelved his baser urges and stroked a wet finger across Gabby’s full, pouty lips. A drop of water transferred to the crease, capturing his attention as it tracked a path down to her chin and hung there as if unwilling to sever contact.
    With the back of his finger, he skimmed his knuckle beneath her chin to brush it away. The urge to trace lower, map a path down the slope of her neck and circle around pert nipples increased by each passing second.
    If he wasn’t careful, he’d end up climbing in there with her.
    A soft moan slipped past her lips, and Gabby’s head rolled on her shoulders. “Gabby,” Blake said softly once more, smiling as her eyes slowly opened and she looked up at him from beneath heavy lids.
    “Hey, teach. You fell asleep,” Blake told her, folding his arms on the side of the tub as he watched her come around.
    “I did?” Bleary-eyed, Gabby shifted to sit up,

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