Carina POV
I carefully inspect our room. Mason is in the shower, and I have placed candles all over. I lit them, and now I am waiting in anticipation. The room seems to dance a slow, erotic movement of candlelight on the walls and ceiling.
Mason gave me one hell of a pleasurable lunch and I feel the need to return the favour. I have fed and bathed Rick and he is now in the very capable arms of his aunt Pam. I already showered and is only wearing a robe. All I need is my husband – whom I am expecting any minute.
The door opens and I swing around. Mason slowly enters the room, wearing only a towel around his waist.
“What’s this?” He mumbles, looking around.
“A thank you for this afternoon,” I hold out my hand in supplication.
He crosses the room, intent in his eyes. He takes my hand an
