I sit in the spacious round bathtub because Aiden ran another bubble bath for me.
It still baffles me how he has this level of care in him but still acts in an overbearing, almost oppressive kind of way.
It’s confusing.
He’s confusing.
He sits at my back like an overwhelming presence. I can feel his warmth without glancing back.
It’s different from the water’s coolness. Like a halo, it swallows me whole.
Goosebumps erupt on my skin with each passing second.
Aiden leans back against the bathtub with his legs stretched on either side of me as I sit in the middle.
I pull my knees to my chest and will my body to cool down for a freaking second.
If I give in to him one more time, I might start losing myself to him again.
That is if I didn’t already.
Why the hell did he tell me about his insomnia? He should’ve deflected like always. And what’s with the way he looked at me?
I’ll protect you.
His words send a shiver down my spine.
Nope. I’m not going there.
I’m only here to hear what he has to say. Once he’s done, I’m out.
A sponge comes in contact with my tense back. I purse my lips as he slowly lathers my skin with careful, gentle strokes.
The scent of coconut wafts in the air and fills my senses.
Stop.
Why can’t he be mean? Why does he have to enchant my body more under his spell?
“So?” I snap harder than I mean.
I wanted to douse the tingles he’s drawing out of my body, but it’s not working at all.
“So what?” He continues his ministrations.
“I’m waiting for the truth.”
“You sure you don’t want to change your mind?” His voice is quiet in the dooming silence of the bathroom.
“No.”
“Hmm. You might want to, sweetheart. I still don’t think you’re ready.”
“Let me worry about that.”
He’s quiet for a bit, and I think he’ll bail on me. He’ll be unfair like all the other times and laugh in my face.
This time I’ll only have myself to blame. I made a deal with the devil knowing exactly how conniving he can be.