I go out to the car and get our bags. Shit, I think Rory might be out of clothes. We’re going to have to do some washing tomorrow.
I rummage through the bag when I get up to her room and hear the shower running.
Rather than her having to wear dirty clothes, I get her one of my shirts. I like her better in my clothes anyway.
The water cuts off.
Huh, I thought she’d be longer than that.
“Hey, Rory. I’ve got some clothes for you,” I tell her through the door.
“C’mere, Luci,” Rory calls out, her words slurring slightly.
I chuckle quietly and push the door open just as Rory’s settling into the bath.
Oh, that makes more sense.
I place the clothes down on the counter and kiss the tip of Rory’s nose.
“Don’t fall asleep, gorgeous.”
“Luci,” Rory says softly. I stop with my hand on the door and turn to raise an eyebrow at her.
She lifts one hand out of the bath and crooks her finger.
Understanding what she’s asking, I hesitate in joining her.
“Rory, you’ve been drinking,” I remind her.
She smiles. “Luci, I’d ask even if I was sober,” she tells me. “Actually, I might not have asked but I’d definitely have thought it and wanted you to.”
There’s stage one coming back into play. At least I hope anyway.
I slowly pull off my shirt, giving her time to change her mind. Her response is to lean forward in the tub with a quirky grin.
I smirk at her shameless staring as I drop my jeans, kicking them into the corner with her clothes.
I slip into the tub behind her, the water splashing up against the sides.
At least half of her hair is soaked by the water.
She nestles between my legs as I settle in behind her.
Rory sighs and lays her head on my shoulder, exposing her neck as her eyes close. Unable to help myself, I kiss her sensitive skin and suck on it.
Rory makes a content noise, pressing her back against my front.
My hands roam across her soft body—from her hips to the silkiness of her hair.
She twists and starts kissing up my chest. She sucks on my neck, waiting for the blood to rush to the surface before releasing it.
Rory does this multiple times before she murmurs,“Mine.”
She says it with such fierceness and love that I almost come right there and then.
“Rory,” I warn and she hums against my skin.
Rory slowly pulls back. She changes positions so that she straddles me, resting her elbows on the tub on either side of me.
