As the torrents of water from the shower head hit my skin, I pursed my lips and a moan of satisfaction left my lips. For a scruffy guy like Quinn, he had good tastes. And for an uninspiring looking cabin from outside, the inside was as cozy as one would expect. I was almost tempted to say it but I could sleep in the bathroom for eternity. It was almost as good as that of an hotel's.

But all that aside, I had bigger things to consider. How the fuck did I agree to let my wolf win? I was supposed to be home by now, getting ready for work....