Deadly Sin Forty-One
I crawl across the porcelain of the oversized tub, causing the water to slosh everywhere, lapping at Lexington's chest while he watches me advancing toward him with immutable desire in my gaze. Once I reach him, I kneel between his legs, taking his face in my hands and looking into those lost boy eyes that I almost never see.
"I love you, Lex. Nothing is going to happen to me," I whisper out to him with warmth and understanding emanating from my tone. I know how it is to worry about someone you love. I spent days and days orbiting around Renee's hotel room hoping against all odds that she was going to come back to me. Luckily, she did, but it could have easily gone the other direction.
He trails his gaze southward, down my face, across my lips, and drops lower finding my nipples as the rest just above the bubbles, pebbled and straining for attention as the air kisses the wet slick skin. His eyes darken a shade.