(Quame's POV)
I sat Mylay down on the edge of the tub and went to grab my lavender-scented bath salts. I also poured in oil that helps ease muscles. When I go to the store to buy Mylay her phone tomorrow, I will grab a few essential oils and smell goods for her to keep in my bathroom for whenever she wants to take a bath. Which I hope is every night.
She doesn't even realize she's caught in my trap, and she won't be leaving here tonight. I was serious about needing to wake up to her every morning. It just so happened to work out that her body was so weak I could use the excuse of her needing to soak to get her up here.
The large tub had filled, so I hit the button to turn on the jets. I began to take off her sweatshirt and pants, and she didn't protest. She slowly climbed the two s
