His Naughty Lessons
Chapter 73: Get Him Naked

Chapter 73: Get Him Naked

** Eli **

Thankfully, the rain came and went in quick bursts, and they made it back to the apartment just in time before the thunder turned deafening and the worst of it began.

"Gosh. That was a thrill," Harper gasped breathlessly as they stumbled into her entryway.

The jacket seemed to have helped her stay at least partially dry, though Eli was dripping spectacularly and almost slipped twice on the floor. He had to run a hand down his face before he could see clearly past all the raindrops clinging to his lashes.

"A good workout to help down all that dinner, I hope." He opted for snarkiness.

Harper laughed. Then she remembered the jacket from dinner still draped over her arm. "Oh wait, your suit ... Would the rain damage it?"

"It’s alright, I’ll send it in for cleaning tomorrow." Eli took the suit from her. Hopefully the cleaners could save it — he had gotten this new set tailored specifically for the evening, and he would’ve preferred to keep it as a piece of memento. But considering it had served good purpose in keeping Harper from getting completely drenched by the rain, any damage would be worth it.

"Right. Well ... Thanks for giving it to me, that was so nice of you. And I hope you’ll be able to wear it again, I like it a lot." She flashed him a smile. "What about your shirt? I can put it in the dryer for a quick tumble if you want, I have a no-heat setting."

At the reminder, Eli looked down at himself. Both his shirt and trousers were thoroughly soaked, still dripping onto the floor. "Um ... I should probably leave before I make a big puddle in your entryway." He chuckled a bit embarrassedly. "Sorry, this is not how I expected the evening to end, but—"

"Oh come on, don’t be silly. I’m not gonna make you leave with all those wet clothes on you, and certainly not when it’s still pouring outside!" Harper grabbed the suit jacket back from him. "I’ll see what I can do with these for now. You can go take a shower and change up while I’m at it. I think I have an oversized bathrobe somewhere that might fit you ... Come on, don’t just stand there and try to catch a cold."

She reached for his hand and tugged, clearly not intending to leave him any room for arguing.

Eli was somewhat surprised. Of course, he knew she was being considerate, but since when had this girl learned to act so bossily? A smile tugged at the corner of his lips — he loved it when she came out of her shell.

Or maybe this was yet another one of her schemes to test out those flirting skills and see how much longer she could make him stay. Either way, she was doing a splendid job at it.

"If you’re sure you don’t mind," Eli said pliantly when she urged him again. Leaving his wet shoes at the door, he let her pull him toward the bathroom.

The familiar scent of honey and vanilla hit him as soon as they crossed the hallway to the far end of her place. Was it the scent of her lotion or body scrub? Belatedly, he remembered that he should’ve already known this from last weekend, when he used this bathroom briefly after their last practice drill. But he hadn’t given so much as a thought to his surroundings at the time, caught in a state of half daze ... and it wasn’t till now that he registered how the whole space smelled like the sweet, subtle fragrance of her skin.

It might sound extremely weird that he found it erotic to walk into a bathroom, but he did. The sensory cue combined with the memory from last week sent a signal straight to a certain part of his body, reminding him that it was Saturday evening again, and that—

"May I take your clothes?" Harper turned around and asked. There was a sly gleam in her eyes.

—and that Harper was clearly trying to get him naked.

Eli couldn’t help a smirk blooming across his face. There, the sexy little vixen was getting better and better at this. It was his turn to take the hint and up the game now. "Are you absolutely sure?" he asked again, starting to unbutton his shirt.

"Why, it’s not like it’s that much work." Harper’s face looked straight and innocent. "I’ll just flatten out the suit and try to dab it dry while the shirt is—"

"I meant are you absolutely sure that you want to dry them right at this moment?" He peeled the wet layer off of his skin, watching Harper’s eyes immediately latching onto his chest as it came into her view. His smile widened, and he flung the shirt off of his shoulders in a flourish before adding, "We can deal with these later. As for now, you can come take a shower with me instead."

It took Harper a long moment to process that — either she was too distracted by his half naked body, or she had never in her life entertained the idea of showering with someone else. It was hard to know which. But when she finally seemed to come to an understanding, her eyes went round and snapped back up to meet his gaze. "Take a shower ... with you?"

"Yes. As in, together, at the same time." He set the soaked shirt on the bathroom counter and winked. "You got rained on too. Someone was telling me a moment ago that it’s easy to catch a cold in wet clothes. So come shower together with me, and we can both wrap up in bathrobes later to think about what to do with our ruined outfits."

A slow smile worked its way to Harper’s lips, then her eyes. "O-Oh. I like that idea ... Should I— um, should I go grab an extra towel in that case—"

"No need, I’ll use whatever you use. I like wiping your scent all over me."

The little vixen widened her eyes again, then bit her lips. Oh hell yes, he would talk naughty thoughts into her ears all day if that’s the response he gets every time.

Eli took half a step closer and reached up to her hair, carefully untucked the rose from her braid. Thankfully, it had survived their run through the rain, and he set it down beside his shirt on the counter. Then he worked with her braid, undoing the hairbands and pins one by one, and he watched as the lustrous auburn waves tumbled free, falling over her shoulders like a wild waterfall. He leaned in, inhaling deeply, breathing in the smell of rain and roses and the subtle hint of pomegranate and bergamot.

"Intoxicating," he murmured against her ear. And he meant what he said a minute ago — he wanted all these scents on him, rubbed into his skin and burned into his nostrils.

No rush though. He had plenty of time to let that happen. For the time being, he pulled slightly away and locked eyes with her. "Now, which of us should get the honor to undress the other one first?"

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