"Damn, this is just ridiculous." She drags her fingers over the ornate marble counter.
"Yeah. Let's be ridiculous." I sit on the edge of the big-enough-for-two bathtub and run the water.
She shifts her weight between her heels. "You want to take a bath together?"
I nod.
"Oh." She chews on her bottom lip. "Yeah, a bath. Oh and there are bubbles over there. It's all very romantic. Very sexy."
She's doing a terrible job convincing me she's excited. Her smile is even less convincing than her voice.
I stare into her green eyes, trying to figure her out. Something is wrong. But what?
"Really, it looks great." She smiles. "Here." She sits next to me, grabs the bubble bath, and squeezes half the bottle into the running water.
"Vi, you're—"
"Just surprised. It's very romantic. And we're not… you know, this is casual and I mean, you're important to me, and I do care about you, but we're both on the same page about this being no strings attached, so a bubble bath catches me a little off guard. You know, it's just romantic and I was more expecting you to peel off my panties and pin me to the wall."
That's tempting as fuck. I cock a brow. "More than happy to."
She smiles. "After. This… this is nice. Any normal person would think it's nice."
Her voice is dripping with apprehension. She smiles again. It's more convincing, this time.
Okay, I guess I'll take her at her word here.
I pull my t-shirt over my head. She traces the lines of my chest-pieces then drags her hands down my torso. She undoes my belt and unbuttons my jeans.
I take her hands as I stand. She pushes my jeans off my hips. I find the zipper on the side of her dress and pull it down. She looks up at me with a mix of trust and trepidation.
What is it she's afraid of and why is she trying to pretend like it's nothing?
Dammit, I know Violet pulls this shit with everyone else. I keep forgetting she pulls it with me too.
We're not together. She's not mine. She doesn't trust me.
But she will. I'm making sure of that.
I push the straps of her dress off her shoulders. She reaches behind her back to unhook her bra. Slowly, she peels it off her shoulders. Her eyes stay glued to mine as she drops the bra on the floor in front of me.
She pushes her dress and underwear off her hips and steps out of it. Her hands go to my hips. She shoves my jeans to my knees. I know she's trying to distract me from whatever it is she's hiding, but I can't exactly complain about her tactics.
Violet is the first to step into the water. She bites her lip. Her eyes find mine. "It's hot." She kneels down to turn the faucet off.
I kick off my jeans and boxers and step into the bathtub. We lower ourselves into the water together. It is hot. But good hot.
She presses her back into my chest and stretches her legs out in front of her. "This is a ridiculously large bathtub."
"Enough room for four."
"Have you tried that?"
"No."
"Never done three girls at once?"
"No." I turn so I can look into her eyes. "What are you getting at?"