Karl carried me all the way up to our lavish hotel suite, still ignoring my token protests until he had gently laid me down on the plush king-sized bed.
I sighed in defeat and let him carefully remove my boots and socks then watched him leave to fetch something from the dressing room.
He soon returned with a set of clothes and I realized he intended to help me change out of my snow-dampened outfit.
A flush of embarrassment crept up my neck at the thought of being undressed by him like a child.
I placed my hand over his to stop him. "Really, I can do it myself," I mumbled, avoiding his intense gaze.
Karl ignored my embarrassment and removed my hand from his arm with a gentle firmness.
He proceeded to undress me with an achingly tender touch.
His fingers skimmed reverently over my
