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Theo’s gaze raked over her perfect body, and the fact that he knew what she felt like, what she tasted like, that he knew every sweet moan and whimper she made when she came, did nothing to help his resolve not to touch her until she was fully healed.

“Fee,” he said, a low warning growl.

She smirked. “Theo.”

Goddamn, she was so beautiful.

“Not yet.”

Her pout deepened. “Fine. Then at least help me into the tub.”

He took her elbow again and held her steady as she lifted one leg and then the other into the hideously colored tub. She lowered herself into the warm water. The sound of her satisfied sigh shot straight to his cock.

He should leave now. She was safely in the tub, and there was no reason for him to stay. Except, she hadn’t told him to leave, and her skin was all dewy, and the teasing smile was back on her lips, and her naked body shimmered just beneath the surface of the water. So, he found himself kneeling beside the tub.

“Thanks for your help,” she said, tilting her head to look at him.

“My pleasure.”

“And for being such a gentleman. I guess.” She frowned a little, like she preferred him when he wasn’t a gentleman. Good.

“Only until you’re better.”

“And then what?” she asked, her amber gaze on his. “More trial period?”

“Fuck, no.” His answer was sharp and fast. Phoebe’s eyes widened. “I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty fucking convinced, Fee. I want you. Forever.”

She peered at him from the tub, her eyes huge and bright. “Sounds good to me.”

He couldn’t take it anymore. He reached for her, cupping her face in his hands. Her lips were warm and wet when he kissed her, and his entire body reacted. Everything slowed down. The fear he’d been holding for days, weeks, all the years he’d known her, slipped away. He’d never really believed he could have her like this, that she would want him like this, and now here she was telling him she did.

Her lips parted and he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against hers. Forever hummed in his veins. Inevitable. Fated.

Something inside him settled.

Fee sighed against his lips. “I’m feeling even better,” she said between kisses.

Theo smiled. “Nice try.”

He let her go and she sank back into the water. He reached for the soap and lathered up a washcloth, pretending to be businesslike even as his cock strained against his shorts and the sight of Fee’s body below the water was making him feel lightheaded.

“Sit up,” he demanded, and she did, letting him run the cloth down her back and up over her freckled shoulders. She sighed as the water trickled down her arms and Theo nearly came in his pants.

“Stop doing that,” he bit out.

“Doing what?” Fee said, her voice full of mock innocence.

“Making those damn noises.”

“I can’t help it. It feels nice.”

Theo held her gaze as he worked his way to the front of her body, letting the cloth slip over one breast and then the other. Fee bit back a gasp.

“Does that feel nice?” he asked, pinching her nipple through the fabric.

Fee’s sharp intake of breath followed by her low moan told him it felt really fucking nice. He let the washcloth slip into the water, so it was his bare hand that slid across Fee’s soapy tits.

“Theo,” she groaned.