This snippet of My Soul to Save has Sam and Brennen spending their last week vacationing together before college. 

He emerges from the tiny bathroom in a cloud of steam, shirtless and looking like some Irish Springs commercial or Axe body spray ad. And I totally start to rethink my whole Paul Bunyan look. His pants are hung way low on his hips and I don’t think I’ve taken a breath since he came out. He turns off the light over the sink and only a small nightlight in the corner gives any visibility. He pulls back the sheets and slips under the covers with me.

He’s not wearing any cologne, only the warm clean scent from his body wash wafts up from between the sheets. His hand glides over my waist and slips under the soft fabric that was meant to keep him out.

“Goodnight,” he whispers. His hand still lingers on me like a white hot branding iron setting my skin on fire. The angels have surrounded the cottage outside allowing us a modicum of privacy.

“Goodnight.” Sam finds my lips in the dark and gives me a soft kiss and retreats back to his pillow. But a second later his lips find mine again, hungry and heated. He slowly moves his hands into mine and raises his body over me.

“I know you're trying to be as unattractive as possible in this outfit, but I’m sorry it’s just not working. You’re beautiful inside and out.”

“Well it is pretty hot maybe you could help me out of it.”