My phone ringing brings me out of my thoughts, and I see it’s the front desk downstairs calling. I swipe right to answer.
“Hey, Roger, what’s up?” I ask the doorman, wondering why he’s calling this late.
“Sorry to bug you so late, sir. There’s a young lady down here asking for you. Says for me to tell you your favorite color is blue,” he says worriedly, but I’m half paying attention because I’m already out the door and jogging to the elevator.
“I’ll be right down. Thanks.” I hang up and curse at the numbers to hurry up from the first floor.
Finally, the elevator opens with a ding, and I’m striding barefoot around the corner to reach the lobby. I come to a halt for a split second at the sight before me. Kat is awkwardly standing beside Roger, eyeing him warily, but she forces a small smile. I shake myself mentally when I notice her lips are blue and she’s dripping wet from head to toe. I walk over to her, towering over her smaller frame, and without a word, I pick her up. With my one arm under her knees and the other spread across her back, I ignore her squeak as I jog back to the elevators. I nod to Roger in thanks as I pass him and tuck a shivering Kat deeper in my arms, pressing her closer to my body for heat.
After I hit the button with my elbow to open the doors, I glance down at her while we wait for our ride to the fifteenth floor in silence. Eventually, I can’t take it anymore.
“What the hell were you thinking? Did you walk here? I could’ve picked you up,” I growl down at her upturned face, resisting the urge to kiss her blue pouty lips so I can warm that part of her too.
“I-I wasn’t thinking. I had t-to get away… I’m s-sorry Granger. I’m s-so freaking c-cold,” she whimpers as her body shivers uncontrollably in my arms.
The doors finally slide open on my floor, and I’m at my door with my next breath because she has to get warm or she’ll get very sick, probably from hypothermia. I shift her in my arms so I can open my front door as she wraps her hands behind my neck, running her nose along my collarbone, which causes me to shiver. Once inside, I slam the door closed with my heel and stride down the hallway to my master bathroom. I set her down on the mat next to the shower’s glass door so I can go to flick on the lights and get the shower started for her. I’m not going to leave her alone in here until I at least know she’s okay. Turning back around to her, I find her shrugging off my leather coat with body shudders, and her wet hair is clinging to her breasts. I try not to stare at her pebbled nipples, but it’s damn hard when they’re saluting me.
Focus, Granger. She doesn’t need you staring at her with barely contained lust when she can hardly function. Stare later when she can sass you.
She tries gripping the bottom of her dress, but her frozen hands won’t cooperate. I’m trying not to get mad all over again, but hell, it’s freezing cold outside and she decided to take a stroll through this weather? Seeing her struggle, I decide a shower won’t do, since she’s barely standing up on her own two feet. Opening the shower door, I reach through the stream and turn it off before hurrying over to the tub. Turning the taps on hot, I spin back around to see her still struggling, and she’s too stubborn to ask for my help. I calmly take her hands and place them under my shirt until her cold fingers touch my abs. We both hiss at the same time, but I don’t let go so she stops trying to do something she can’t by herself. I wait until she looks up at me with tears in her big, blue eyes, and fuck, I’m drowning again.
“I got you, Princess. Let me take care of you, and then we can talk, okay?” I ask, and wait until she nods before I bend to scoop her up again into my arms.
Without warning her of my plan, I lower her into the warm bathwater and can't help chuckling at her shriek the moment she's sitting in the tub fully clothed.
"Y-you ass! Oh God, it stings," she moans in agony while giving me a death glare as I straighten back up and go to retrieve her a towel from the bathroom cabinet.
I turn back around to see her dunk herself under the water and stay under there for what seems like a minute, but is only seconds. I kneel next to the tub just as she resurfaces and let out a relieved sigh when I notice her lips returning back to their soft, pink color.
God, she's gorgeous, even dripping wet. She makes a small moan of bliss and twists her body to the side to lean her forearms on the edge of the tub so she can look at me. My cock hardens at
