Emma's POVThe warm water was still spraying all over my back. Luca stood right next to me, his big hands sliding down my waist."I am staying in here with you," Luca murmured. His deep voice sounded very rough against my ear."No, you are not," I laughed softly. I turned around and placed both of my hands against his hard, wet chest. I gave him a firm push toward the glass door. "Get out, Luca. You already had your turn on the kitchen counter.""I want another turn," he smirked. His dark eyes flashed with that familiar, hungry look. He didn't move an inch. He felt like a solid brick wall."Luca Carter, leave right now," I ordered putting on a fake serious face. "My legs feel like wet noodles. If you stay in here, you are going to turn this into round three, and I will literally pass out."Luca let out a loud, heavy sigh. He looked down at my face, then down at my bare body under the running water. "Fine. But you are robbing me, Emma Reed.""Go wait in the bedroom," I giggled, pushing
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