Chapter 32

Marissa

Antonio turns on the shower and then turns to me. “Take off your clothes.” I blink at him. Is he for real? Does he really think that I will shower with him in the room? He sighs and steps closer to me. He reaches for my nightgown (When did I get into the nightgown?) and starts to pull it up.

I grab hold of my gown and glare at him. “I’m not showering with you in here!” My voice breaks every other word and some words just come out as a wheeze.

“It is only a shower.” He pulls the garment over my head and then proceeds to pull down my panties. I’m too weak to fight against him and within a minute I stand naked under the showerhead.

The warm water flows down my body, relaxing my muscles and rinsing away the sweat. It almost feels like the water can cleanse me from my cold. I feel myself swaying and my eyelids feel heavy as if I’m about to fall asleep. Big, calloused hands, slippery with soap start to rub my shoulders and back and I let out a moan. Antonio doesn’t say anything,