I rolled my eyes but did as he said, lifting my arms and resting my hands on my head as Tatum kneeled in front of me and gently dried every inch of my skin. When he was finished, he placed a soft kiss on my hip. I grabbed a fresh towel and did the same to him. Drying each other off wasn’t something we had ever discussed. Tatum had done it to me once after a round of heart-pounding shower sex, and I repeated the gesture. There was a beauty in serving each other in such a simple way. Both of us were perfectly capable of drying our bodies—quickly and efficiently. Humbling acts of service done
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