~ JOHN-PAUL ~
They didn’t bother dressing for the walk to the bedroom. After the hot tub, neither of them was cold. And they were only going to go to bed anyway.
There was a shelf of towels against the wall next to the door. When they’d both finally relaxed and Lark was no longer emotional, they decided to go to bed. They slipped out of the hot water and dried quietly. JP picked up the discarded clothes, then took Lark’s hand and led her through the house to the bedroom.
But something within him simmered.
Without the damp warmth of the tub, the air was much cooler in the rest of the house. But they were both overheated from the pool, so neither of them complained.
When he got her to the bedroom, he could already feel her tensing again, so he stopped and pulled her into a hug, not spea
