“But I had many more valid points to make,” he said absently with a groan as he watched her pick up a loofah sponge and run it over her breasts and over her stomach.

She chuckled as she ran the sponge back up over her breasts and over her shoulder. “I already agreed to ask if I can have some time off. What else did we need to discuss?”

“Umm, many things…..many, many things,” he murmured, shifting anxiously as he watched her bend over and run the sponge up and down her curvy little legs.

“Well?” she said, switching to the other leg.

“Well, what?”

She chuckled, shaking her head ruefully. “What else did you want to talk about?”

“Things?” he struggled to say as he watched her place the loofah sponge down and pick up a bottle of body wash and pour some into her hand. When she slowly reached down between her legs he was forced to slap his hand on the sink counter when his legs threatened to give out and drop him on his ass.

“Like?”

He opened his mouth only to release a loud, pained groan as he watched her hand move up and down as she washed between her legs.

“So, you understand?” she said, breaking through his rather inappropriate thoughts and making him realize that she’d been talking the entire time he’d been watching.

“Yes?” he asked, having absolutely no idea what she’d just said.

“So you won’t be mad?”

“Ummm…,” his thoughts dissolved as she turned around and began running her hands over her back and ass.

“They’re probably going to say no.”

“Who will?”

“My boss.”

“Say no about what?” he asked, watching as her hands moved back to her breasts as she used her hands to help wash away the soap.

“The time off,” she replied, tilting her head back to get her hair wet.

“What about it?”

“They’re probably going to say no,” she explained, reaching up to push her hair back, causing her back to arch and her breasts to-

“Huh?”

“I haven’t been there that long, Danny. They’re probably going to say no.”

“Doesn’t hurt to try,” he mumbled, licking his lips as he reached out and grabbed a fistful of curtain.

“It doesn’t, but they’re probably going to say no.”

She was going, he’d already decided that.

She’d been working as a librarian for less than a year, and although there were great benefits to working for the city, they usually didn’t kick in until after a year. She’d ask, they’d say no and then he’d have to step in. He didn’t want to disappoint his mother, but he didn’t think he could handle a trip to the happiest place on earth without his Tinkerbelle.

Then again, he didn’t think that he could handle two weeks with his father with or without Tinkerbelle by his side. He loved his mother, adored her really, but he didn’t think that he could handle this trip alone, even for her. He’d make sure that Jodi got the time off and then he’d use it to his advantage for his game plan.

“They might surprise you,” he said off-handedly, pushing the curtain out of the way and stepping back inside the shower where he was going to test his control for the next twenty minutes.

*-*-*-*

“Didn’t I just kick you out?” she asked, biting back a smile when she felt his arms wrap around her.

“Yes, but I came back,” he said softly as he kissed her neck.

“Yes, I can see that,” she said, smiling as she reached over and shut the water off.

“Don’t you want to finish your shower?” he murmured, pressing another kiss against her neck.

“Already finished,” she said with a careless shrug as she pulled the curtain aside and stepped out, not at all surprised when he followed her.

“I’d be more than willing to make sure that you didn’t miss any spots,” Danny offered, tracing his fingers down her arm, making her shiver.

“That’s very considerate of you,” she murmured, shooting him a glance over her shoulder only to have to turn her head right back around and bite her lip to stop herself from smiling, laughing or groaning, she wasn’t sure which one at the moment.

She knew two things at the moment; the hand towel that she’d tossed him a few minutes ago hadn’t hit the floor and Danny was clearly enjoying this just as much as she was. She’d never been playful, never teased a man like this and she was enjoying it almost as much as she was enjoying his reaction to her. It was an incredible feeling having a man like this panting after her.

“I’m a considerate kind of guy,” he said, rubbing a towel down her back.

“Yes,” she said, closing her eyes as she enjoyed his touch, “you are.”

“Mmmhmmm,” he said, moving closer until the towel rack that he was sporting between his legs was pressed against her back, the soft material of the “hand towel” caressing her back and making it difficult to focus on anything else.

“I thought you wanted to take things slow,” she said, licking her lips not realizing until this moment just how nervous she really was.

“We can still take this slowly, sweetheart,” he promised, reaching around her with the towel.

She trembled as he ran the towel between her breasts. “How slowly?” she found herself asking, licking her lips anxiously as he gently ran the towel over her stomach and back up between her breasts.