Lily POV
Nathan went absolutely rigid under my touch, every muscle in his body tensing. I could feel his heart hammering beneath my palms, could sense the shock rolling off him in waves.
We stayed frozen like that for several seconds, the hot water cascading over both of us now, plastering my hair to my head and making our skin slippery where we touched.
Finally, Nathan spoke, and his voice had gone low and rough – the voice of someone who was very, very aroused. "Lily... did you want to bathe?"
"I missed you," I said honestly, my lips brushing against the wet skin of his shoulder blade. "I was watching you work from the balcony, and I just... I wanted to see you. To touch you."
