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“Ha, that’s not what I meant,” Ryske said and slid down off the vanity.
Harlow dipped a toe in the water to climb in and just got her footing as he captured her waist. Given that she was standing in the tub, he couldn’t pull too hard. It would be a risky move to wrestle her out of the water.
“Hmm?” she asked, pretending to be oblivious to his frustrated disappointment.
“Come on, baby. Get out of there,” he said. “Seduce me.”
Harlow maintained her innocence. “Will you please pass my comb, honey?” she asked, pointing at the vanity and sinking down, catching the sides of the tub to tip back so she could soak her hair. “I like having my man in the bathroom with me.”
The bathroom was somewhere they’d spent a lot of time. Sometimes the shower stall in Floyd’s was the only place they got
