Chapter 270: What She Wants, She Gets

Leaning against Leroy’s chest, Lorraine’s fingers traced idle patterns over the firm rise and fall of his breathing. The faint glow of the fire danced across his skin, still warm from the closeness they had shared moments ago. Lorraine’s lashes fluttered as she looked up at him, her voice soft yet imperious.

"I want a bath... A warm bath."