Apollo leaps out of the tub only to leap back in. Water sloshes up into my eyes, and I make a very unladylike screech as his toenails drag over my arm. “Out!” Thayden roars, tugging me closer so that he’s yelling over my head rather than piercing my eardrum. My cheek slicks against his smooth pectorals, and to tell the truth, I’m not so mad about the whole situation after all. I’ll have to sneak Apollo a doggy treat later on.
