Chapter 37
Savannah
"Help me," I said and pulled his hand from my waist.
"Of course," he replied and accepted the lotion bottle. I turned to face him. Without taking his eyes off me, I watched him squirt a healthy amount of lotion into his hand. He put some on my shoulders and neck, his eyes following his hand while he caressed my skin with a feather-like touch.
I bit my lower lip when I decided to loosen the towel. I lowered it enough for him to see my breasts.
He stopped caressing my arm. His eyes darkened even more.
"Savannah."
His dark gaze switched to my face.
"Can you also put lotion here, pretty please?" I batted my eyelashes innocently.
His jaw clenched, but he did what I asked him anyway. However, the tension inside the bathroom then thickened more than the shower steam a
