Sarah
"I'm going to grab a shower before bed, care to join me?" Vincent asks me, his lips curling into a smile.
I blush. How can he say that so casually? "Join you?"
"Yes. Why do you look so horrified, like we haven't had s*x a hundred times already?" He says, leaning toward me.
I feel my cheeks burn even hotter at his blunt words. "I-I just wasn't expecting you to ask so... casually," I stammer, trying to regain my composure.
Vincent chuckles, the sound low and husky. "Well, why not? We're husband and wife, aren't we?"
I bite my lip nervously, my mind racing with conflicting thoughts. On one hand, the idea of sharing a shower with Vincent is undeniably tempting. But on the other hand, I can't shake the feeling of vulnerability that comes with being so intimate with him.
But if I ag
