CONNOR POV
My mate.
Having a bath.
If there was a heaven, this was it.
Because I had to be dead — there was no other explanation for the sight in front of me.
She was half-hidden by the foam, curls damp and clinging to her shoulders, cheeks flushed from the heat. Every breath she took sent ripples through the water, every small movement wrecking my sanity a little more.
And still, I couldn’t help but tease.
Her eyes had gone wide when she’d seen me shirtless — those brown-and-gold eyes that could flay me alive and make me beg for more. I’d seen the way they trailed down my chest, how she bit her lip, how her breath hitched when I flexed without meaning to.
Oh, I was going to have so much fun with her.
I crouched down beside the tub, close enough that the steam curled around us, bl
