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"I can do it," she says, batting my hand away when I try to take her towel.
"Charlotte, let me." I lean down and place my hand on her lower back, which makes her arch into my touch. Unable to help myself, I run it down the curve of her ass.
"Theo," she moans.
"You've been cleaning up after me for long enough. It's my turn now," I say, carefully lifting her to her feet. Her soft skin is slippery, but I hold her tight. "Relax and let me take care of this."
"Okay," she whispers, her eyes drifting closed. She tilts her face up toward me, making me smile. As much as she likes to pretend that she isn't in love with me, she's a terrible liar. Now that I know her secret, I'm not sure how I missed it before. It's right there on her face, blazing like the sun. She drifts toward me like a moon caught in my orbit, slowly gravitating closer.
I tip my head forward to nibble on her lips.
"Theo." Her soft sigh washes across my face, tearing at my self-control.
My whole life, I've been disciplined, in control. I worked hard for what I wanted and never let anything get in the way. Hockey was always my goal. With her though… God, all she has to do is say my name, and I forget anything else exists. If I can't convince her to stay with me, she's going to rip my heart out when she goes. It won't matter what happens to me after that. I'll be a shell of a man, an empty husk.
I cup her cheek in my palm and angle her head.
"Sweet little fairy," I whisper before flicking my tongue out to touch her bottom lip. She obediently parts them, letting me deepen the kiss. I do, like the helpless addict I am. I'm not sure she's ever been kissed before me, but skill doesn't matter with her. She's a quick study. As soon as her tongue touches mine, heat courses through my veins, my core temperature rising quickly. I don't just want to fuck this girl. I want to love her, spoil her, lavish her sweet little body with so much pleasure, she has no choice but to love me back. When I'm inside her, I intend to set siege to her soul. I won't let up until it's mine to claim, to possess.
We kiss until she shivers in my arms. And then I reluctantly back up and turn her toward the tub. "Get in, sweet fairy," I murmur against her ear, grazing my hand across her hip.
She follows my command as if she's under a spell, letting me help her step into the tub. Once she's over the lip, she sinks like a stone, everything but her head quickly disappearing under the bubbles.
"Fuck," I growl, grabbing onto her before she manages to drown herself.
She flings her arms around me, practically dragging me into the tub with her. I end up stretched over it, my feet scrabbling uselessly through the bubbles. I land on my knees in the floor, hanging onto the edges of the tub like my life depends on it. By the time I manage to haul my upper body out of it, water plasters my shirt to my body and bubbles drench my pants.
Soft peals of laughter erupt from Charlotte's lips like music as I look down at my dripping clothes, baffled as to how that just happened.
"Oh, Theo," she giggles. "Now you're all wet too."
"You did that on purpose," I growl, though I'm not mad. Fuck no, I'm not. She's naked in my bathtub, humor dancing in those baby blues. She's so damn beautiful when she's happy. I make a vow right then and there to make her laugh every day.
"I didn't!" she says, still laughing. "I swear, it was an accident!"
"Mmhmm," I mutter, yanking my t-shirt off over my head. She can't fool me. I see the mischief lurking in her eyes. My shirt lands on the floor with a wet plop. "I'm not buying what you're selling, little one. If you wanted me in the tub with you, all you had to do was ask."
"I…" Her laughter dies, her voice turning wary when I yank my sweats down. "What are you doing?"
"Giving you what you want," I say, smirking as I kick my shoes off and then kick my way free of my sweats.
"Theo!" She holds her hands up like she's trying to create a Theo-stopping barrier. Cute, but not likely to work. I plow through men three times her size on the daily. "You can't get in the tub with me."
"Why not?"
"Because…because…" She splutters, looking for a response. When she can't seem to think of one, she changes track. "You're supposed to be my entertainment. I get to watch you put all those muscles to work cleaning up my mess for once."
"Oh?" I cock a brow, stepping over the edge into the tub. "Jesus Christ, baby doll. Are you trying to burn your skin off?"
"What? No. It's not even that hot."
"Actual lava is cooler than this, Charlotte," I growl, gingerly lifting one foot out of the water and then putting it back to lift the other. I lean over her and turn the tap to cold, which makes her squeal in protest.
I use the distraction to my advantage, sliding her to the end of the tub. Before she even realizes it, I'm in the water with her, smirking like I just won a war.
"You do not play fair," she mutters, flicking bubbles at me.
"I'll fight as dirty as I have to fight when it comes to you," I say, adjusting the water temperature so I don't freeze her to death. I'm used to sitting in tubs of ice water. It helps after particularly strenuous workouts. She isn't used to it. "You belong to me, Charlotte. I know you feel it too."
