“Do I what?” I found myself gaping at him, my own feet slowing on the way to my discarded bucket.
Wynn chuckled, a sound that made my insides giddy. “Do you need to clean under my bed?”
I broke my eyes away from his and glanced back at the bed. My brow furrowed, I shook my head. “It's a bit dusty but I'll come back later and get under all of your beds. That way I can do it all at once.”
When I turned my head back Wynn was right in front of me, barely a foot between us. His eye lids drooped, and a small smile played at his lips. He reached out a hand toward me. I hated that I flinched. Even more so that he thought it was funny. Then he tucked a piece of my falling hair behind my ear. “I don't know if anyone has told you, but we really appreciate all the hard work you have done, Piper.”
That single touch of his finger brushing my ear sent an electric current through my veins settling low between my thighs. I let out a gurgling sound, my knees threatening to give out on me. The second Wynn pulled his hand away the feeling was gone, and I could semi breathe again.
Embarrassed beyond relief, I swallowed hard and nodded stiffly. “Of course, it's my pleasure.” I choked out the last word my face a flame at the wolfish grin on Wynn's lips as his hand touched my arm. Once more my knees seem to weaken, and an intense rush of desire raced through me. I almost orgasmed on the spot.
Shaking my head, I moved away from his touch and darted for the door. “I have to go clean something.” It wasn't until I was half way down the stairs that I realized I'd forgotten my bucket of cleaning supplies.