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feel as big as it usually did. He was a large man. Six feet three inches tall, broad shoulders; his build was muscular but lean, not bulky. He was the perfect specimen of a man. She stood there and continued to watch the show of him taking off and neatly folding his clothes.
    “Do you need some help, sweetheart?”
    “Raina,” she said and watched the questioning frown slightly wrinkle his brow.
    “What?”
    “My name is Raina.”
    “I know what your name is.”
    “Okay… It’s just, when you call me sweetheart, I feel like I’m like everyone else and you can’t even remember my name.”
    “I know exactly who you are, Raina.”
    “Okay, then…good.”
    “Well?”
    “Well what, Liam?”
    He chuckled and pulled her into his arms. “Do. You. Need. Some. Help?” He punctuated each word with soft kisses to her mouth, and she enjoyed every one. He could punctuate all his sentences like that, but she couldn’t guarantee she would know what he was talking about.
    He brought her T-shirt over her head and unsnapped her bra, all while kissing her. The kiss wasn’t enough…not deep enough…not long enough. This kiss was meant to torture, not to satisfy. She tried to wrap her arms around his neck, but he stopped her. He bent down to help her out of her pants, and then they were both naked in a bathroom that was quickly filling up with steam.
    He opened the shower door and ushered her in. She watched as he closed the door behind himself and looked over the organized bath products on the shelves. He moved her to stand under the spray. Being in the shower with another person always seemed like fun, but as a worrier, she never would have suggested this. Even now she thought about the chances of her falling in the shower and embarrassing herself.
    He picked up her shampoo and squeezed some into his hand, then moved her so that the spray was at his back and she was out of the water. He looked beautiful and rugged when he was dry, but he was the ultimate sexy when water was added. He should definitely come with a warning label. Dangerous when wet.
    When he spun her around, she was mildly irritated that she couldn’t see him anymore, but that was before he put those large hands to good use. She’d never had such a gentle, but thorough, washing of her hair.
    “Have you done this before?” she asked and then wanted to pull the words back even before the sentence was complete.
    “Shh. You’re not supposed to ask questions like that.”
    “Oh…you’re right. I’m sorry.”
    “Shh. You’re not allowed to apologize.”
    “Right. Sorry—sorry for saying sorry.” They both chuckled as he switched places with her. She felt him all around her as he helped rinse her hair free from the shampoo and then repeated the process with the conditioner.
    When she was turned out of the water the third time, she picked up a bar of soap and started to rub his chest with it.
    “I wasn’t done with you yet.”
    She could feel his deep voice rumble through his chest. “Liam, you can’t keep your hands in my hair and not expect me to go crazy. If you ever get tired of being a firefighter, you may be able to do some work as the hair-washing person at a high-end salon. You’d be rich.”
    “You think so, huh?”
    “Absolutely.”
    “I’ll take your word for it.”
    “I want to touch you now.” He relinquished his control to her, and she was giddy with power.
    “Where do you want me?”
    “Everywhere.” She tried to be cheeky with it, but it sounded like a deep desire, so she laughed to make it seem like it was a joke.
    He leaned against the back wall of the shower and let her wash his body. He was a fine specimen of a man. She ran her hands over him, fascinated with all the peaks and valleys of his muscles. He wasn’t overly hairy—just sparse hair over his pecs—but the dark hair got thicker below his belly button.
    She was paying very close attention to that area and getting ready to wash what was getting to be her very