∆EZEKIEL POV∆"I still can't believe I said yes," I mumbled to myself while being in Zachary's lap in the bathtub.Warm water surrounded us, scented faintly with something expensive and calming that Zachary must have added earlier. The large marble tub was more than big enough for both of us, yet I was pressed flush against his chest, my back to his chest, his arms loosely wrapped around my waist beneath the water. Steam rose gently around us, softening the edges of the dimly lit bathroom. My injured shoulder throbbed faintly, but the heat helped ease some of the pain. Still, my mind kept spinning.Zachary’s low chuckle vibrated against my back. "You sound like you’re regretting it already." "I might be," I muttered, though there was no real heat behind the words. His hands rested possessively on my thighs under the water, thumbs tracing slow, lazy circles that made my skin tingle. "This feels too… domestic. For us." He hummed calmly, pressing a soft kiss to the side of my neck.
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