His hands began roaming over my body, and just as things were about to get out of control, I struggled, and Theron immediately stopped.

He buried his face in my neck, his breath warm and soft. Then Theron spoke in a muffled voice, "I just want to hold you. After a while, you can go out, and I'll bathe myself."

I stopped struggling. The warmth from Theron’s body, mixed with the hot water, wrapped around me like a blanket, making me feel weak and ...