Doyle wrapped his arms around my waist as we soaked in the tub. My hands were placed on top of his as I leaned my head back and kissed him.
I savored the taste of his lips against mine as I felt his tongue swirl around mine. We then broke the kiss when I fluttered my eyes open and caught his eyes. He glanced at me and smiled before touching my face.
I felt my cheeks flush and averted my own gaze before licking my lips. It tasted of Doyle.
Eh... What... Oh my gosh! I'm going insane... No matter what I do... his face keeps popping up in my mind...
"Len? Is the heat too much? Do you want to get out now?" Doyle asked as he pressed his chest against my back and peered at my face.
"I-I think so..." I said as I fanned myself. I'm certain it wasn't the water though...
Doyle smiled and lightly peck the bridge of my nose before climbing out of the tub. He took the shower head and rinsed the conditioner off my hair.
