Deacon remained with his back against the crescent of the tub while watching Gwen ditch the towel from her body and begin to dress in his clothing. Due to her mind having ran a million miles from the events of the last few hours, she was unaware of the fact that he rose from the tub and towered her from behind. His presence was only made known upon the feeling of his fingers tracing the top of her shoulders. Her eyes closed as she took in the feeling of his touch before bringing her to face him. Her breath hitched upon feeling every bare portion of his body to press up against her own. Having only managed to put on his boxers before this moment, she found it rather redundant as she knew that the look in his eyes would lead to them being removed. But she remained along for the entire ride-b
