Nick POV
Watching Lucinda step out of the bathroom in just a towel had him smiling, the complete stop at seeing him casually reclined in their bed, told him he’d completely surprised her. Though why he didn’t understand. They did wake up every morning right here in this very bed, with his arms around her or her on top of him. He did like when he woke to find her, on him.
“Now, that is a sight.” he couldn’t help himself. One single tug of that towel and she would be naked before him ‘stay put’ he told himself, because he didn’t want to. Wanted nothing more than to walk over there and rip the towel off of her, pick her up and carry her right here to this bed. Have his way with her, every damned way he could think of.
“In your dreams.” she shot at him.
“Oh! every night. I assure you.” he
