had been over half an hour since Megan went into t

y uneasy, then walked to

eg

eg

ed her eyes open-only to realize her wh

to find since. All she remembers is a hazy image of a teenage boy's face. She's always wanted to fin

ol were down that day, including the

under, fear kicked

e water, making splashes loud

hree quick strides, he reached the round tub-about

h cou

ed violently, then dre

Am I gonna have to supervise e

oth helpless a

y?" She looked up at him, only to sud

ntly. "Y-you... please g

of her soft, slippery skin, but he fina

e tub, Megan quickly rep

, I won'

basket filled with rose petals from the

bath liquid, and soon, the tub w

p. "Just turn around a

er the foam and petals, Megan obe

into his palm, worked it into a lather, an

ir thoroughly and wra

tub and letting her small chin lie on them. With

you're s

you... up t

she tha

erthinking and r

pace now, he'd definitely think

ty. "Of course not. I'm just really t

ck?" His face leaned

ly nose to nose, wa

acing like crazy. "I... I figure

g with that mischievous smile. "I though

s save that for a better time. I'm

ated, drawing out that last

ed in an instant. "Jee

towel rack, grabbed a robe, and placed it o

, Megan finally snapp

. why did that

ty, testing the heat from the hair dryer.Seeing who it was, he stepped

of the hairdryer and sta

ugh her dark waves, moving l

er hair was d

o his arms from the ch

el like I'm not ready yet. though I do want to." But in

ully. "What's on your mind? We

egan smiled awkward

in full of R-rated

, Tristan held her hand a

zigzag staircase an

t smile. "Young master, young madam, you're here. Jus

"No need, Mrs. Jones.

ied, "Then I'll

istan hasn't really had much to eat these past

from the fridge, with fresh lemons, rosemar

lic before nestling lemon wedges inside its cavity. She placed

rough the glass door, adjusting the

sitting silently, stoo

d out of the kitchen, clo

ile contentedly-then suddenly, two s

ind, resting his chin gentl

her skin, turning the swan-lik

ls am

y. "Of course. This

eant

her lip curl up

is man to be so smoot

placed his hand over hers,

on't ever le

t the tall man-at 6'3", he made

ave you. Not unless

ently touch her fair, delicat

i

s beep

-scented steam billowed out. "Perfect t

with fondness. "When d

damp concrete and Molly's mocking voice echoing in that basement: "Even a stray do

cle relaxants and sleeping pills. When she

chained, comple

rms with a machete and then stri

ated. Her lips sewn shu

as vivid in her mind

dorm days, my roommates and I woul

eyes earlier and guessed she h

n, do you want to go ba