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me.
     
    He looked into my eyes, studied them. I knew he tried to read me, to see what I was feeling even better than he was already aware.
     
    “I’m fine,” I said.
     
    His turn to frown, and I revised,” Okay, I’m better than I should be given the circumstances. I call that fine.”
     
    He laughed, “I’ll give you that one, then.”
     
    “So, do you sing in every life?” I questioned again as I slowly cleaned over those rock hard abs of his.
     
    “Yeah, pretty much. I don’t always go so far as to form a band or anything. Just this time, the band option fell into my lap, and as I said, I needed some time from you as well as an outlet. All of us are given the option of time off from time to time. We just put in a request for backup is all. I think I got a lot out in my music, about you, about what I knew I shouldn’t feel, and it helped. Regardless, music has always been with me, the one piece of Matthew that I kept. Not sure how I could have gotten rid of it.”
     
    “I’m glad you didn’t. Your voice, your words, they simply took hold of me and wouldn’t let go,” I said as I flushed. I’d sounded a bit school girl crush there.
     
    “Maybe that’s because most of the songs were about you, the girl I wanted to get a hold of and never let go.”
     
    He leaned over and kissed me then. I felt the water running from the shower head and over his neck, dripping on my toes. Wiggling them, I gave into his kiss, even if I did push back, put his head back over the tub. Didn’t need another mess to clean up, even if I could do that one myself. His clean, but wet, hand rose to touch my cheek. I nuzzled into it as I opened my eyes.
     
    “Sorry, I got you wet,” he whispered.
     
    “I’ll live,” I teased.
     
    “Yes. Yes, you will.”
     
    As the water turned clear again, I let myself look at him as I always had. I moved my wash cloth down to the rock-hard round ass that I’d spanked and bitten last night. The thing stood out as something of a wonder, shaped to perfection. Did magic do that, too? I giggled to myself.
     
    I mean, it just didn’t seem possible, the angles of him, the curves of him. From his broad shoulders to the curve of his back by his waist, he seemed drawn by the gods. You can call it my taste, but Lex remained a show of perfection in my definition of a man. Maybe he responded to the way I over-scrubbed as my thoughts took a turn, but after moving back under the water to rinse, he looked over his shoulder at me. One eyebrow raised, and I blushed even as I grinned.
     
    “Sorry, I probably got carried away there. Was just checking out… and appreciating the view,” I said with a shrug.
     
    “No apologies,” he said. “I’m glad you like what you see.”
     
    “So, is this Matthew, or did the magic bulk you up like this?”
     
    “Well, basically this is him. He liked to work out. Not your typical lunkhead of today, but back then, he worked hard for a living, lifted stone most of his days. The wolf part of the magic seems to have exaggerated him some, but basically, when I look in the mirror, I see the same person year after year after year. It’s why I avoid mirrors most of the time.”
     
    “Okay,” I laughed at his attempt at humor.
     
    “Would you like to join me?” he offered, turning, showing off his hint of an erection forming. “I could wash you, and then, well, we’ll see, as long as the hot water holds out.”
     
    “You obviously don’t live in an apartment. The hot water holds out like in a bad hotel. But, in there? Sex? With our differing heights and slippery surfaces, I don’t care how strong you are, it seems a recipe for disaster, and I don’t heal as fast as you do. My head still hurts from where I bumped it on the floor.”
     
    “Oh, I’m sorry,” he grumbled as he reached a dripping hand out of the shower to touch my head gently. “What a horrible person I am. I hadn’t even thought to ask you. I was just so relieved to see that you

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