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“At least it’s a wet room,” he says. He picks up the lighter and lights the candles on the shelf above the bath, then turns off the lights. The candles make the bubbles glitter and sparkle. “It looks very Christmassy, like a grotto.”
“I’m so sorry,” I say, guilty at having almost flooded the place.
He puts the tray on the marble step by the bath, then pulls me against him, still chuckling. “Come here,” he murmurs, and he kisses me, while down at my thighs he begins to catch the material of my dress up in his fingers. When he’s gathered it all, he lifts it up my body, draws it over my head, and tosses the garment into the bedroom.
I do the same with his T-shirt, and then he takes off his shorts, while I remove my underwear. Now we’re both naked, and my pulse picks up as he slides his arms around my waist, and we’re skin against skin. He gives me a long, luscious kiss, then moves back and gestures at the bath. “After you.”
“How ingenious putting the tap in the middle,” I say, sitting on the edge and swinging my legs over. “Very thoughtful.” I lower myself down to the right, laughing as the bubbles almost engulf me.
Mack gets in the left-hand side and sinks down. The water is now three-quarters of the way up the bath, hot and bubbling. It’s heavenly.
He leans over the edge to collect the drinks and passes me mine, and we clink glasses before leaning back and taking a sip. The cool alcohol is a welcome contrast to the heat of the bath, and I hold the glass to my face as he reaches over again to fetch the plate.
He offers it to me. Actually, the sandwiches look yummy, and I give in and take one. I nibble mine, while he eats half in one go.
“This is fun,” he says, amused.
“I’ve never spent a Christmas Day like it.”
“Me neither.”
“Thank you so much for asking me to spend the day with you. I’ve had such a lovely time.”
“I’m glad. My family thought you were wonderful. Mind you, I’m not surprised.” He leans over for another sandwich.
I finish mine, then have another sip of the G&T. “I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you. I feel like Cinderella.”
“I wonder whether she knew not to put foam in a spa bath?” I poke my tongue out at him, and he chuckles. “Want another sandwich?”
“No, thanks. You have a big appetite.”
“I do.” He smirks.
I lean back with my drink. He’s lying back too, with his legs wide apart around mine. I slide my right foot up his thigh, stopping just short of exploring with my toes.
“Careful,” he says. “Or I’ll drop the soap and have to find it again.”
“I’m banking on it.”
He gives a short laugh and reaches for the last sandwich. “Don’t look at me like that,” he says to Gus, who’s standing on the marble step, staring at him. “You’ve had your biscuit.”
“Aw, Daddy. It’s Christmas,” I say, and he sighs, eats three-quarters of it, then offers the last bit to the spaniel. Gus eats it, although I’m sure he’d rather have had some meat in it.
I scoop up some bubbles and put them on Gus’s head. He chases them about for a while, then finally gets bored and wanders out back to his bed.
“Look, I’m Santa,” Mack says, piling bubbles on his head, then adding a beard.
I giggle, put down my drink, and pick up a small handful. “You need a mustache.” I lean forward and place a thin line of the bubbles above his top lip.
Before I can stop him, he slides an arm around me and kisses me. When I move back, I’m now wearing the beard and most of the bubbly hair, and we both laugh.
I return to my end of the bath, and we sit there for a while, sipping our drinks. I can feel my pulse gradually speeding up. The promise of great sex hangs in the air between us like the bubbles that are sparkling in the candlelight. Mack’s leaning back, resting his arms on the edge of the bath. He has impressive, defined biceps—I’m guessing he does weights as part of his workout. His dark tattoo glistens on his light-brown skin. He has a five o’clock shadow, and although I love that he’s usually clean shaven, I like that hint of manly stubble.
“You’ve caught the sun,” he says.
I touch a hand to my nose. I put lotion on it, but it’s still a bit pink. “You could even say it glows.”
He chuckles.
