Jack carefully maneuvered himself to the side of the bed, his movements deliberate and measured. As he rose to his full height, I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him closer. My arms encircled his neck, fingers gently tangling in his hair, creating an intimate cocoon between us.
He strode confidently toward the bathroom, the soft sound of water meeting tile echoing as he flicked the shower knob, unleashing a cascade of warmth. Steam began to fill the air, curling around us like a cozy blanket. Without a hint of hesitation, he stepped into the shower, water cascading over his skin, droplets glistening in the light. I remained enveloped in his embrace, feeling a sense of safety and intimacy as he cradled me, oblivious to the world outside the steamy cocoon we’d create
