“Yes?”
“I likedarling.”
“So you believe me? You believedarlingis just for you?”
“You thaid you’re a bad liar.”
He chuckled. “Yes.”
“Do you really like how tall I am?”
“Yes.” He let go of her feet and ran his hands up the sides of her legs, from her ankles to mid-thighs and back down again.
“And my lithp?”
“Yes. Tell me something you like about me, Caro.”
A long pause came here. Was it so difficult for her to think of something she liked about him?
She suddenly withdrew her legs and lunged forward with her upper body, causing a little wave in the tub that splashed over the side. She reached out with one of her long arms and touched his mouth.
“Thith.”
“My lips?”
“Unh, yeth.”
She was against his body now like some beautiful mermaid. But with legs, which was even better.
“Should I use my lips now and kiss you?”
“I meant your thmile.” Her fingers fell away from his mouth. “But I like everything you do with your lipth. Kith and talk.”
He was delighted to feel her hands, under the water, holding first his waist and then creeping around to his lower back.
“I like everything you do with your lips, too, darling. Kiss and talk.”
“Ith thith enough talking for you, Phineath?”
“You can never talk enough for me.”
She drew herself closer to him, so now she was fully lying on top of him.
“Are you distracting me from our conversation, Caro?”
She bit her lip and nodded.
It was just like what she had done to him in Sudbury. Just like what she had done to him their first night together here in Burchester.
She hadundonehim. This sweet, sweet girl who had been deprived of touch and tenderness for so long and was so hungry for these things.
And for him. She had made it clear. Only him.
“Will you show me sometime how you please yourself, darling?”
Her face turned red, but she did not look away. “If you call me darling.”
He chuckled and cupped her bottom under the water and pulled her closer. “The problem would be if you didn’t want me to call you darling.”
