Page 38 of Let Me Love You

“Hell yes!”

Three episodes later, we’re both yawning and falling asleep.

“I think it’s time for bed,” he says. “I still need to shower since Tyler’s picking me up at seven tomorrow.”

Shit, now I feel bad for keeping him up this late. “Sorry. I wouldn't have kept you up if I’d known.”

He stands and stretches, giving me a nice sneak peek of his torso.

“Nah. I’ll be fine. I consider it a luxury to binge-watch shows with you and be exhausted the next day. Haven’t done that in ages.”

I swallow hard, getting to my feet so I can clean the kitchen before I call it a night. Sassy’s passed out, so I call for her, then take her out back.

Archer goes to the bathroom, and the water turns on. Picturing him in the shower is enough to make me double-check that my vibrator is charged.

Once Sassy’s done outside, I rinse off the rest of the dishes. Sassy returns to the living room and waits for me to finish.

Just as I’m loading the dishwasher, Archer rounds the corner. Water drips down his muscular shoulders and back, and I’m temporarily frozen in place as my eyes drop to the towel hanging low around his waist.

My fingers slip, and a plate falls to the floor, crashing loudly. Archer turns just as I quickly reach and pick it up.

“You okay?” he asks, walking over. “Did it break?”

“No, it’s fine.” I place it in the rack and try not to stare, but the scent of his clean skin is overpowering. “How was your shower?”

“Great. Well, I’m heading in, unless you’d like some help?” He cocks a brow, and as much as I’d love his company, there’s no way I can be around him looking and smelling like this.

“Nah, go ahead. I’m almost done.” I swallow hard, taking in his tattoo-covered chest. My gaze falls to the tattoos on his arms. “You’ll have to tell me the meaning of those someday.”

He looks down and frowns. “Maybe.”

Since he doesn’t want to talk about them right now, I drop it.

Sassy walks over and sniffs Archer’s hand, then licks it. I hold back a laugh because we’re thinking the same thing—he looks good enough to eat. Though if I’m not mistaken, Sassy’s expression just said I licked it, so he’s mine.

“Good night, Sassy.” Archer pets her head, then smiles at me. “See ya in the morning.”

“Night.”

As soon as he’s out of sight, I blow out a breath. I’m gonna need more than just my vibrator tonight.

Once the dishwasher’s loaded and running, Sassy follows me into my room—though I’m surprised she didn’t run after Archer by how she claimed him. I brush my teeth and do my skincare routine before climbing under the covers. I direct Sassy to the floor and bring out BUB—my backup boyfriend. After removing my yoga pants, I dim the lights and turn on some soft music.

Usually, I look up some videos to get started, but Archer’s given me plenty of visual inspiration to get me started.

Archer’s hard chest.

Archer’s broad back.

Archer’s biceps and tattoos.

Archer’s thighs in black jeans.

Archer’s tongue when he licks his lips.

Archer’s ass in a white cotton towel.

Archer’s scruffy jawline and boyish face I want to sit on.