Page 78 of Arrogant Playboy

“I liked taking you bare.”

She bites her lip. “I liked it, too.”

“We’ve agreed to be casually monogamous, right?” I ask her.

“Yes.”

“I won’t share you, Rosie.”

“I won’t share you, either,” she tells me.

“What we have may not have a traditional label, but I’m committed to you, for however long you want me,” I tell her.

“Me too.” She grins shyly.

“Good, now let’s get home. I have a bath I want to fuck you in.”

29

DANIEL

It was a lovely drive back to London, both of us chatting about what we could do to the Kent property. I held her hand the entire way, my fingers entwined with hers. Every once in a while, I would bring her hand to my lips and kiss it, it felt natural, as if I have always done it, as if I’ve always been allowed to do it. We park in my garage, and I take our bags from the back of the car while still holding her hand, I’m afraid if I let go, she will run.

“I’m hungry, how about you?” I ask, placing our bags down in my foyer before walking toward my kitchen and rummaging through the junk drawer where I keep the takeout menus. “What would you like, Italian, Chinese, Japanese, Indian?”

“I’m easy, whatever is fine,” she answers from across the counter.

“How hungry are you?”

“For food or …?” She smirks.

This woman is going to be the death of me. “Something small but filling, Japanese it is, then.” I grin as I walk around the counter and grab her hand. “Go upstairs, run yourself a bath, and make yourself comfortable. I’m going to nip aroundthe corner and grab us some food, wine, and be back in twenty, okay?”

“Sounds like a plan.” She smiles.

I walk around the counter and give her a kiss. “Wait for me in the bath,” I say, giving her a wink before rushing out the door.

Thirty minutes later and I hope she isn’t a shriveled-up prune waiting for me as I rush back to my home. I grab a tray and place the bowls of food on it. I ordered edamame, wakame salad, sliced Wagyu steak, an assortment of sashimi, salmon teriyaki, tempura vegetables, and some plain rice. I ordered a lot because I didn’t know what she felt like. I also add a couple of shot glasses of sake, chopsticks and cutlery, and some other condiments. Then I grab the vase of flowers I bought from the florist and a candle, and place them on the tray, too. Finally, I add the bottle of champagne and two glasses and somehow try to carry it up the stairs without dropping or spilling it. Carefully, step by step, I make it to the next level, then turn down the corridor to my bedroom and walk toward my ensuite bathroom where Rosie is lazily sitting in the bath.

“Sorry I’m late, I had to grab a couple of things,” I tell her as I place the tray and bottle of champagne on the vanity. I pick up the vase of flowers and bring it over to my bathtub which is filled with steamy hot bubbles. It’s a huge round bath that is more the size of a plunge pool than a bath. I wanted something to have fun in if I ever met anyone who I wanted to have fun with.

“I love your bath. I only just got in because I wanted to wait for you. Oh, you brought me flowers.” She gasps, staring at the pink roses. I place them on the ledge beside the bath and then drop a kiss atop her head as I pass and head back to get the rest of my goods.

“Bought a candle, too,” I say, pulling a lighter from the bathroom drawer to light it, and place it beside the flowers.Then, I bring back the bottle of champagne and glasses, pop the bottle, and pour us each a glass.

“You’re spoiling me,” she says, taking the glass, her face red and glowing from the hot bubbles. I take a quick sip and place the glass down before grabbing the side table, which I got made for the bath so that I could work, watch TV, and eat in the tub. I bring over the tray of food and set it up. Then, finally, I get undressed and love the feeling of Rosie’s eyes on me as I do before joining her in the bath and slipping into the warm water.

“This feels so good.” I moan as the warm water loosens up my tight muscles.

“I’ve never had a meal in a bath before.” Rosie giggles.

“Neither have I,” I confess, “but I think we are going to do it more often.” I grin, handing her the shot of sake.

“Only when Emily and Louis are out,” she warns, holding up the shot.

They need to hurry up and find a home because I am not missing out on bath time with Rosie.

“Then I will google which hotels have the best baths and we can hang out there till I kick them out.”

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