Chapter 171
- KASMINE.
- The bathtub was filled with hot water, roses, and fragrances that smelled like the start of a sin. Jasmine, vanilla, the faintest trace of musk. It clung to my skin, soaked into my hair, and curled into my lungs.
- I was cradled between his thighs, my back resting flush against his chest. I could hear the frantic beating of his heart, like he was about to do something forbidden.