Dinner was over.

When Adrian went upstairs, Rose followed quickly, intent on running him a bath. She had already prepared everythingfresh clothes folded neatly in her arms.

When she reached him, he was undressing, his broad shoulders flexing as he removed his shirt. She lingered at the edge of the room, then spoke hesitantly, her voice featherlight. Do you need my help?

Adrian didnt look at her. Without a word, he turned and walked into the bathroom, ...