It had been getting pretty hot outside too. ‘Put me down, Reuben.’ Hayley found it hard to speak. Each time she opened her mouth, the scalding dampness robbed the words from her throat. He threw the towels onto the lowest of the slatted pine benches along the back wall of the cubicle, then carefully slid Hayley down, making full frontal body contact all the way. She felt the raw power of his hard muscles scraping over her body. Reuben held her tightly against him, his stare deeply penetrating her hazy vision. This was the moment, she knew it. The moment where he wanted to kiss her. Almost kissed her. Before he remembered and held back as time lengthened, tense and uncomfortable. She was almost embarrassed recalling the first time he tried it, and her crazy reaction. He never tried again. She wanted it that way. No man was ever going to make her kiss him. Reuben released her, turned away, and folded a towel.
