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“You’d choose that over inventorying your empire?” she says, a smile suffusing her voice.
I narrow my eyes as I stare at her. “You know I would. None of that would matter if you weren’t...” I wash her neck, which she offers me, tipping her head away. Bending, I press a kiss there, breathing her in. “It wouldn’t mean anything to me if you weren’t with me to share it.”
“That’s a good answer,” she sighs.
“I know,” I whisper against her neck.
She laughs, loud and smoky, then she’s there, turning, her wet hand on my cheek, her mouth finding mine, hungry and hot, tongues stroking, breaths echoing in the space. I lean in, sinking a hand into her hair, wanting her, drinking her in.
Her hair starts to fall loose as I tug it, tipping her head, coaxing her mouth to open for mine, deepening our kiss.
“Kate,” I mutter roughly between kisses. “Can I take out the bird’s nest?”
She gasps, then pulls away and splashes me. “Asshole!”
I laugh, splashing her back. “Relax, Katydid. I love your bird’s nest.”
“Some way to show it,” she grumbles, turning her back on me.
I lean in and press another kiss to her neck, nuzzling her hair, breathing her in. “I might be a little obsessed with it, actually.”
She turns my way, her nose brushing mine. “You’re obsessed with my bird’s nest?”
“God, yes. I want to see it down.”
She searches my eyes. Then she lifts her hands toward her hair. My hands shoot out and wrap around them, stopping her.
“You want to do it?” she asks.
I nod.
She smiles. “Go ahead, then. You can take it down.”
Her hands fall away. I reach for the tie, unwrapping it cautiously, going slower than I know she would, but wanting to be careful not to hurt her. And then the tie is in my hands, free of her hair. I set it on the edge of the tub, then I unwind her hair in slow circles, until it spills down her back, a chestnut waterfall that steals my breath.
It sinks into the bathwater, so long it lands near her hips. I stare at it, gliding my hands down the silky strands as they turn wetter.
“You’re so quiet,” she says.
I spread my hands across her shoulders, down her arms, to the waves of hair floating in the water. “I might have...” I swallow roughly. “I might have wanted to do this for a while.”
She smiles, carving dimples in her cheeks. “To touch my hair?”
I nod.
She leans back, dipping her head in the water, so her hair is submerged, dancing like dark, bare trees swaying against the dawn.
“You can wash it if you want,” she says, gathering bubbles toward her chest. “In fact, some more bubbles might be great right about now.”
I pour in more bubble bath and turn on the water, then identify the bottles of shampoo and conditioner lining the tub’s edge.
Quiet settles between us as I scrub her hair, as Kate bounces her knees and wiggles her toes at the edge of the tub, humming to herself.
As I rinse the conditioner out of her hair, she peers up at me and asks, “What is it about hair that you like?”
“Yourhair.”
“Okay, what is it aboutmyhair? Why did you want to take it down yourself?”
