I didn\'t mean to see him naked--it was an accident.
It\'s all in fun...or is it?.
Which is fine with me because I\'ve got a plane ticket back to my real life at the end of the week.
He\'s made it clear he\'s not interested in romance. (Talk about a hot mess.) After all those years of being just friends, suddenly we\'re insatiable.
And he didn\'t cover up.
But I didn\'t apologize.
It wasn\'t a real date.
After all, I was only in town for a few days, and he was just doing me a favor by escorting me to my sister\'s wedding.
At the very least, I could have handed him a towel.
Said I was sorry.
I should have covered my eyes.
At that moment I never wanted to mess with anything so badly in my entire life.
Until I walked in on him getting out of the shower and saw his hard, muscular body totally bare and dripping wet.
I never wanted to mess with that.
And even though he was a cute lifeguard at 16 and a hotter-than-hell sheriff\'s deputy at 34, he\'s always been that protective guy I could trust to keep his hands to himself.
In all the years I\'ve known him, he\'s never once laid a finger on me.
It had to be, right? Because Noah McCormick and I have never been anything more than friends.
I didn\'t mean to see him naked--it was an accident
