"Leave the room, Lukas," Malcolm demanded sharply, his voice cracking slightly as he pushed against Dahmer's shoulders. "Let me finish showering. I am running late."
"I am here so we can shower together," Dahmer replied smoothly, a smirk returning to his lips.
"Didn't you already shower this morning?!" Malcolm growled, his pride flaring defensively.
"There is absolutely no harm in showering a second time with my mate," Dahmer purred into his neck.
