Chapter 7

The bathroom was thick with steam, the air heavy with the scent of lavender and vanilla, primal.

I had been soaking for nearly twenty minutes; my body, deep inside the water, was up to my collarbone, and the water was just warm enough to ease the tension in my muscles.

The door had been locked… or so I thought. The sudden creak of it made my head snap up, my fingers tightening around the edge of the tub.

Ken stood in the doorway, his broad frame filling the space, his dark ...