When I emerged, my eyes were still closed. Dimitri buried his fingers in my hair and began untangling it, combing through the strands. His touch was soft and sensual, and I found myself melting into the water like sugar—relaxed in a way I had never felt before.
A quiet sound of satisfaction escaped my lips.
"Do you usually treat all your special guests like this?" I asked teasingly, opening one eye to watch his reaction.
Dimitri tilted his head, his eyes glinting with a mischievous light.
"Were you always this curious?" he replied, sliding his fingers from my hair to the tense muscles in my shoulders.
I hissed softly as he pressed down. It hurt at first, until I felt the knots of tension loosen beneath his hands. It felt good—very good—and I suddenly didn’t want to leave that bath eve
