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I finished my beer and tossed the bottle into the recycling bin. I opened the fridge to get a second one and my phone vibrated against the counter.

I leaned back from the fridge and saw Sage’s name on the screen.

“What the fu…”

I ditched the fridge and grabbed my phone off the counter.

Sorry. Embarrassing moment. Master bathroom. Need your help.

I looked up and lifted an eyebrow.

I had no clue what to expect as I hurried toward the steps and climbed them two at a time.

With the way things had been going for Sage and me (from then to now), I half expected to open the bathroom door and find her on the floor with a broken ankle or something.

When I opened the bathroom door, I did find her off her feet.

I found Sage in the bathtub.

No water in the tub though.

And Sage… oh God…

Sage was in the bathtub, naked, nibbling on her bottom lip.

Chapter Thirty-Five

SAGE

I rested in the bathtub, naked.

My body shivered and my nipples were rock-hard, achy.

An empty tub was not nearly as forgiving as a tub full of hot water.

Either way, the look on Henry’s face made it well worth it.

“Oh, fuck, honey,” he whispered.

“Lock that door and come over here,” I purred.

Henry did as he was told.

He stepped up next to the bathtub and reached down for me.

His left fingertips playing with my left nipple.

My lower back instantly arched.

“Should I turn on the water for you, honey?” Henry asked. “Draw you a hot bath before I fuck you?”

His thumb and pointer fingers came together at my nipple and he tugged.

I groaned and grabbed the edges of the tub, then sat up.

I turned a little and looked up at him. “I think I owe you from last night, Henry.”

“You don’t owe me a thing, honey. Ever.”

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