*Odette*
With his arm around me, holding me close, he is quiet as we ride back in the hansom cab to the residence. He remains silent as he unlocks the door, leads me inside, and prepares my bath. Even as he lifts me into his arms and carries me upstairs, he says nothing.
But when we stand outside the bathroom, he finally says, "I've dreamed of bathing you." His eyes capture mine, filled with sincerity, and warmth floods through me. I nod in response.
"I've dreamed of much more than bathing you," he adds softly.
My heart races, but I find myself nodding again, seemingly unable to say anything else.
"If at any point we go too far, just say no."
"I don't think 'no' will be part of my vocabulary tonight," I finally speak, my words giving him encouragement, permission.
He growls low and
