EXCERPT: STREET OF DREAMS
“I’m just trying to help you visualize a peaceful calming soak in the tub.”
“Right. Of course, it would be much more pleasant and easier to handle if you were say, to join me.” He leered at her while he wiggled his eyebrows.
“Sorry dear fake husband. I do my bathing solo.” She tore her glance away from him and surveyed the room. “As solo as I can get with all these angels watching my every move.”
Nick walked through the room, felt the wallpaper and rubbed his fingers along the glossy tub finish. Shaped like a heart, the tub was big enough for two. Eileen imagined him slipping into it, firm masculine body edging down in slow motion into the water. He’d slosh some of it over the edge of the tub as he dipped further down.
No matter how much space he took up, there would still be room for her. Joining him in the tub would satisfy one of her fantasies. Actually, two…having sex with him and doing it in water.
Warmth crept up her cheeks. Enough with the daydreams. They were there for a job, not pleasure.
She focused her attention on the gold-plated sinks and fixtures. Tiny angels rested on the handles. Even the curtains, seat cushion on the vanity chair and shower curtain depicted flying cherubs of all sizes.
Most of the room was colored in white, except for all the gold angels. A smattering of pink and lavender appeared splashed here and there on the wallpaper, chair cover and curtains. She guessed the bathroom had to somehow blend in with the bedroom and the coloring did the trick.
Nick started shedding his clothes as Eileen stood planted near the tub.
“What are you doing?”
He stopped unbuttoning his shirt long enough to say, “Didn’t you tell me to shower away any signs of my aftershave? This was your idea, not mine.”
“Well, I didn’t mean this minute. I’m still standing here.”
“So,” he said in a lazy tone, “why are you still here?” Nick unzipped his pants.
Because I want to see you naked, that’s why.
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