“Nope,” Seth offered from the bathroom. “He’s not giving in, angel. Neither am I.”
Beck didn’t negotiate, just carried her squirming form into the bathroom and set her on her feet in front of the sink. The moment he did, Seth thrust a toothbrush in her hands.
She sighed. “Oh, all right. But once I brush my teeth, I’m going back to bed.”
“No, you’re not.” Seth bent until they were eye to eye. “Time to start living again.”
“I’m tired.”
“Do you have any idea what day it is?”
She frowned. “Tuesday?”
“Wednesday. Afternoon. So sleepy time is over. Get busy.”
Heavenly sighed, looking none too happy as she ran the fresh toothbrush under the water while dragging her tongue across her teeth with a grimace. As she lifted the implement to her mouth, she paused. “You don’t need to watch me. I can brush my own teeth.”
“We’re not leaving your side.” Beck leaned against the counter, brow raised.
With a roll of her eyes, she ignored them and complied.
The first battle of wills might be over, but he didn’t kid himself. They were in for a war.
He reached into the big glass enclosure and flipped on the shower, then started unfastening the buttons of his dress shirt.
Heavenly dragged the toothbrush across her bottom teeth, spit, then frowned his way. “What are you doing?”
“Giving you a shower.”
“I’m perfectly capable of taking one myself.”
“Too bad,” Seth shot back. “You have to smell better before we take you shopping.”
“Shopping?” she scoffed. “No.”
“So you plan to wear yoga pants and an over-sized T-shirt to honor your father at his service on Friday?”
Anguish flared in her eyes. “I’ll ask Raine if I can borrow a dress.”
No doubt the woman had dozens, but Beck wasn’t about to let Heavenly deter him and Seth from their mission. “We’re getting you one of your own. No arguments.”
She didn’t say anything more, just finished brushing her teeth, then faced them as Beck shrugged his shirt from his shoulders. “You guys are serious about the shower thing?”
“Yep.” Seth pulled his tank over his head.
“Let’s get you naked.” Beck tugged his wrinkled shirt from her body. Then he bent and peeled her panties down her legs, doing his damnedest not to stare. As he tossed the scrap of lace into the hamper behind him, the pungent scent of her pussy clouded his senses.
Now she was totally bare. The head up north was focused on taking care of her and helping her through her grief…but his head down south hadn’t gotten the memo yet.
With a hiss of relief, he stepped out of his slacks and draped them across the counter. Beside him, Seth doffed his sweatpants. Beck couldn’t help but notice he wasn’t the only member of the loner boner club.
Clasping her elbow, he helped her to the spacious, steaming enclosure, where Seth guided her beneath the steaming spray. Beck followed and closed the heavy glass door, watching as Heavenly tipped her head back and water cascaded down her lush curves. His pulse double-timed in his chest.
“Feel good, angel?” Seth dragged his fingers through her hair.
“Hmm…” she moaned.
Beck moved closer. Hot water pelted his skin as he pressed himself against Heavenly. Unable to resist, he glided his hands down her slick body, stopping to cup her hips and sandwich her between him and Seth—where she belonged.