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Kayde pulled back from the kiss, his breathing ragged, eyes now burning with raw hunger. For a moment, I thought he would take me right here and finally claim what he’d been teasing for days.
But he didn't. Instead, he stood up with me still in his arms.
“Come,” he murmured gently. “You need to wash this day off you.”
He carried me into the massive en-suite bathroom, setting me down on the edge of a deep, luxurious tub. I watched in stunned silence as he turned on the water, testing the temperature before adding some bath salts that filled the air with a clean, soothing scent.
“You’re… running me a bath?” I whispered, confused because again, this was unlike him. Kayde looked over his shoulder, a dark smirk playing on his lips. “I think so... yeah.”
That drew a smile out of me, a
