"I consider myself an expert on taking long baths, so trust me…you need this. It will help you relax," Rowan said as he retrieved a small bowl from under the sink so he could rinse Wren's hair when he was done washing it.
He stole a glance at Wren to find him watching the tub while it filled.
"Just remember what I said about cooperating." Rowan added the bribe of the extra kisses he'd promised, just in case Wren's shadows had suddenly decided to make him resistant again.
Rowan turned his attention back to the counter over the bathroom sink. A few bottles of bath oil were clustered on one end, including the one Wren had left out for him the other night. Rowan opened them one at a time, sniffing them in succession until he found what he was looking for.
By the time he turned around again, uncorked bottle in hand, Wren had already begun to obediently remove his boots.
