Alaric's POV
I slammed him against the wall, my lips crashing onto his in an urgent kiss.
"I thought I was only going to shower," Enzo said against my mouth.
"Yeah, I thought so too."
I turned him around and pressed his front against the wall. I kissed and sucked on his neck, and he rested his head on the cool tile.
I grabbed his scrub top, ready to tear it off, but he caught my hands.
"Alaric, just let me take it off. This is my work uniform."
I gave him space to do what he wanted. He slipped out of his scrubs, and then every other piece of clothing he had on. He stood bare in front of me.
Damn, he was sexy so fucking sexy and I didn't think I'd ever get tired of this body of his.
I took the bathing sponge and squeezed liquid soap onto it. Gently, I scrubbed his body, my hands moving with practiced ease. When I was done, I dropped the sponge to the floor and held his face in my hands. My thumb traced his soft, sinful lips, and the look in his eyes drove me insane.
