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Sebastian looked down at himself in mock surprise. “I guess I took my clothes off to shower. That’s usually the way it’s done, isn’t it?”

She carefully licked her lips, her gaze now glued desperately to his. “You’re…awfully big.”

Chuckling, he replied, “Hmm. And I’m not nearly so impressive as I can be.” He’d been relieved to see it was true—he didn’t want to scare her off.

She shook her head. “I wasn’t talking about that. I meant you are just so massive. All over.”

“I know. I was teasing you.” Damn. He couldn’t very well stay unenthusiastic if she continued to stare at him this way. He had to distract himself, so he moved to the sink and grabbed his razor.

As Sebastian went through the familiar motions of shaving, Brandi watched in fascinated silence. He couldn’t help himself any longer—his body stirred with her interest. And she looked absurdly amazed at the sight.

He tried to grin, but failed. He had to believe she would be his soon. Very soon. Or he’d never survive this vacation.