Arei's eyes were wide as he pushed farther back in the tub and spread his legs making as much room for her as he could. A smart man would send her back to bed and spend the rest of the night balls deep in the ice closet. Tonight, Arei was not a smart man. He watched the sway of her hips and the firm bounce of her breasts as she lowered into the water. {Fuck!} His brain yelled at him to react, to tell her to get out, for him to get out, but all he could do was watch.