Raising her chin she stared at the mantelshelf. The ormolu clock said midnight. Midnight? Time hadn't just gone, it had been wasted. Squandered, while he splashed about in a bath. A bath she daren't move away from in case he thought he somehow challenged her.

"You think you can get my back?"

"No, I don't. I think we agreed that I will not touch you."

"Then why don't I just lie here? Water's nice and warm. I could stay all night."

Damn him. He would too. ...