Lilith stepped out of the bath first, water glistening on her skin as she quickly wrapped herself in a towel. Adrian lingered for a bit longer, watching her through the steam as she dried off with the grace of someone completely comfortable in their own skin.
Her movements were slow and deliberate, almost teasing as she patted herself down. Adrian's body still tingled from the closeness they had shared in the bath, but he couldn't shake the sense that something more was coming.
Lilith finished drying herself, her eyes occasionally flicking toward Adrian as he wakjed to the bed and reclined on it. There was a glint in her gaze—one that spoke of more than just a simple massage.
After wrapping her towel around her body, she moved toward the drawer on the far side of the room, drawing Adrian's attention. He watched her silently; his curiosity piqued as she opened it and pulled out a small, ornate bottle.
