The couple soaked in the bathtub with Zaria sitting in between Desmond's legs and resting her head against his chest.
"Rose baths are the best." She sniffed the alluring scent of rose petals mixed with that of the scented candles on the floor.
"What about Desmond-flavored baths?' He asked with a tease.
She turned to glance at him and chuckled. "Are you jealous of rose petals?"
He didn't deny the claim. "I'm jealous of anything that gets so close to your skin." He picked a rose petal stuck on her shoulder and replaced it with his lips. His fingers ran along her arms earning him a sigh of satisfaction from her. She turned around and pressed her lips against his in a heated kiss. He held her waist and pulled her against his chest as he savored her lips. They were soft and sweet and no matter how many times he had kissed her before, he wanted to do it even more.
"We shouldn't soak for too long." She whispered. She was starting to feel drained.
