Princess Ayla
I was resting against Nate’s chest as I sat between his legs in the bathtub. My body felt relaxed, but the hot water did nothing to ease the anxiety I was feeling. I didn’t want to see my mother or have breakfast with Kaden. I just wanted to go home, to my little house. Life was so simple when I only had myself and Bluey to worry about.
“Someone’s at the door.” Nate leaned down and whispered. He kissed my cheek before he hopped out to answer the door.
“Towel,” I called out to him and I heard him chuckle. My man was going to have his own fan club if he didn’t start putting on some clothes.
Nate came back a few minutes later wrapped in a bathrobe. He must have found it in the closet. He sat down beside the tub, watching me while I swirled the water around with my hands.
