After a round in the shower, Katherine and Damien washed up and stepped out. He changed into a fresh pair of loungewear while she grabbed new underwear from the closet and the black dress shirt he wore last night and threw it on her.
When she turned around, he was staring at her with a grin on his face. "What?"
He walked the distance between them and pulled her into his arms, kissing her neck and speaking against her skin. "I like seeing you in my shirt. I can't keep my hands off you. Are you doing this on purpose?"
"Maybe." She smiled, sliding her hands around his neck. "I love your scent on me."
"Good." He kissed her lips. "I love my scent all over you, too. Don't wear anything else."
Katherine giggled when he playfully bit her ear. "I'm starving. Feed me."
"How can I say no? I'd feed you anything you want, baby." Damien took her hand and they went to the kitchen downstairs.
