He waited as he looked around. He’d never been to her bathroom before. Beside her tub, on a shelf, were assortments of oils. He squinted and frowned, not sure which one to use for her. Kevoy smelled each one with her still in his arms. And he settled for one he usually scented on her at night. It had a minty scent. Very mild too.
He poured some into the tub. Glanced at her other products. There were too many and he wasn’t sure which one she used. Instead, he opened his storage, took out a red potion, poured it all into the tub then waited till the water turned clear. He had all kinds of stuff in there. Most of the time he didn’t use them. He just threw in what he thought was useful. It was practically a portable treasure trove.
When the tub was filled, he climbed into it with her in hi
