“I’ve already spent nearly three hours fucking you. Damn Nightshade, I think you’re the insatiable one.”
I splashed him with the water pouring out of the facet.
“Shut up, you know what I meant.”
He grinned. “Sure, but I’m trying to teach you to pick your words better.”
I rolled my eyes while pouring a generous amount of bubble bath into the tub.
“You’re a jerk.”
He stuck out his tongue then bopped me in the nose.
“Sure am. But you love me so you’re stuck with me and that’s on you.”
“I mean, I guess that’s not the worst thing ever. You do take very good care of me.”
“And I will always take very good care of you.” He kneeled between my legs with a grin. “Let’s get you out of these so I can get you in the bath and grab you some snacks.”
He tugged my sweater over my head then worked open the buttons on my skirt. I’d lost my bra somewhere in the woods after he’d given me my sweater back, but I wouldn’t care about that yet.
“I like the way you think, Blondie.”
He let out an obnoxious sigh. “I hate that.”
“Yeah, but you love me so you’re stuck with me and that’s on you.” I started cackling at the glare he shot me.Don’t like your own words being thrown back at you, eh?
He cocked his eyebrow.
“So I didn’t imagine it? You really were talking to me?”
“I guess that depends on what you think I said.”
He quoted me. “That is what you were thinking at me isn’t it? I mean, it sure sounds like something you would say, but I keep trying to tell myself there’s no way because neither one of us has a telepathy power. Unless…maybe that’s your power?”
“Hm… Could be. When we get back to the city, I’ll sit down with Whisper and see if he can help me with it.”
“I don’t love that idea.”
“Why? You were fine with fucking me while Hemlock listened and even offered a threesome, but you draw the line at another man helping me? That’s your boundary?”
He narrowed his eyes at me.
“It’s not a boundary. I just don’t like it when you don’t need me.”
“Aw. Baby, I’m always going to need you.” I leaned forward and kissed his nose. “Enough of this. I seem to remember the promise of snacks and water.”
“First, in the tub.” He noticed the bubbles reaching the rim of the tub and shut off the water. “Is the temperature good?”
I dipped my finger in the water and nodded.
“Perfect.” He pulled a hair tie off his wrist that had been hidden by his sweater and handed it to me. “Do you need help getting your hair up or getting in?”
What did I do in my past life to deserve him?
“I’m good. But I really could use that water.”
Especially with the steam in the room. I hadn’t been actually dehydrated since I was a kid, but I was sure I was headed in that direction.
