Bishop is already stripped down and has the water running by the time Sawyer finds him in the bathroom.

He had meant it when he said sex wasn’t required. If Sawyer said no, it was no. But he didn’t say he wasn’t interested….

His eyes scan over his mate and that rumble starts again in his chest. Mine. That’s all the instincts can manage. Mine. That - is mine. Delicately shaped, mistreated, beautiful…stronger than he thinks.

Mine.