Chapter 12

The incubus’ hair was wet and it clung to his cheeks and forehead. He looked flush from the hot water, which matched his heated expression. Nathan didn’t have time—or desire—to protest before Sasha came straight for him on the bed just as he was, clad in only the towel. Of course, it was a very damp towel, so Nathan grabbed the corner where Sasha had folded it closed as the incubus leaned over him for a kiss.

“Dude, you’re all soggy,” Nathan managed around mouthfuls of Sasha’s lips. “Let me help with that…” He couldn’t help grinning within their lip-lock as he tugged the corner of the towel free and tore it from Sasha to the floor.