*Lynn*

I screamed as loudly as I could, the water splashing from the tub in great waves that cascaded onto the stone floor.

“Relax! Stop screaming!” he yelled. His face was flushed red, sweat on his brow, that brooding expression was long gone.

I stood up and snatched the towel on the chair, shivering in the cold air but fuming angrily.

“What the hell are you doing in here?” I shrieked.

“Calm down!” he tried. He waved his hands ...