Chapter 16: Innocence

"I was the one that started the bath, you just took it." Renaud slumped deeper into the bath and draped his voluptuous arms over the edges of the tub.

"Why didn't you say anything?" My voice muffled behind my hands.

"You didn't give me the chance. Did you not see me taking off my clothes?"

A picture of him standing there with his beautifully sculpted body popped up in my head. "I thought you were just getting ready for bed."

"Yeah, I was getting ready to bathe 'before' going to bed."

My heart was pounding so hard I swear he could probably hear it and see it popping right out of my chest. As the thought hit me, I squeezed my arms together to cover myself.

He paid me no mind and just washed himself like I wasn't there.

I kept telling myself I don't need him, I don't want him, I don't desire him, but my body was the opposite. It wanted his touch, his gentleness.