“This is only the beginning, baby. Come on.” He led me inside of the bathroom and stopped in the center of one of the hearts without candles surrounding it. He untied the strings that circled my arms before pushing each of the straps from my shoulders. “Tonight.” He kissed my shoulder. “I want to cater to you.” He kissed my other shoulder then looked me in my eyes. “I want to wash the day off of you.” He kissed my lips. “Then I want to make love to you.” He kissed me again. “Can I?”

