He kisses my body again, then pulls out of me. Lying on the bed, he pulls me onto his chest and seals our lips with a kiss.
“Sweetheart...” I hear Henry’s voice calling me softly from a distance.
“Hi...” I mumble, still groggy.
“Come, let’s take a bath,” he says, his fingers gently caressing my face.
“The bathtub is already full,” he adds. I open my eyes to one of the most breathtaking sights—Henry, completely naked, smiling at me as he catches my gaze lingering.
“How long did I sleep?” I ask, sitting up in bed.
“Just for an hour,” he replies, extending his hands toward me. I take them, and he helps me out of bed.
“Come relax,” he says.
We head to the bathroom. I run my hand through the water, testing it—it’s perfectly warm. Henry steps into the tub and sits down, pulling me to sit
