Brandi turned on the shower in the motel, her body nicely sore from the workout she’d had. Zach was a creative lover. The door to the bathroom swung open. Zach leaned on the doorjamb, a foil packet in his hand. “There’s one more.”

Brandi laughed. She couldn’t help it. “You haven’t had enough of me?”

He stalked toward her, his eyes dark with passion. “I don’t think I could ever have enough of you.”

Brandi’s mouth went dry. No one had ever wanted her this much, or was it just his erection talking? He backed her into the sink and kissed her as if he meant it. Her body came alive. “The water’s hot.”

“Yes.”

She stepped into the tub and Zach followed her in. She’s expected him to take her then, but he soaped her up then washed her hair. No one had ever been this tender with her. She took it in, knowing this relationship had an expiration date.