Lacy's POV
Vincent carries me up to our room and places me gently on the bed.
He takes my hand in his and stares up at me. Making me feel self-conscious and causing me to blush a little.
He smiled in satisfaction and walked over to our wardrobe, bringing out some clothes for both of us.
He then goes into the bathroom and stays there for a while.
What the hell is he doing in there? I would have gotten up to look, but I am so sorry down there that I can't really walk without his help.
He comes back out and carries me from the bed to the bathroom, and when we enter, a gasp escapes my lips.
The bathroom lights are low in a romantic setting, and the bathtub has bath bombs dissolving in it, and there's this heavenly scent in the air.
He places me on the counter and slowly undresses me
