CHAPTER 056: The Hot Tub

Caspian's POV

I don't know why I do it. But whenever I'm alone with Desiree, I tend to lose control.

This is me now, kissing her under the rain. Her lips are soft and warm against mine even as the cold water pelts us from above.

“We should go inside,” she whispers into my ear as we break from the kiss.

I nod. “We should.”

But instead of stepping back, I bend down and scoop her up into my arms, lifting her off the ground.

She raises an eyebrow. “I don’t think you have any good intention, Caspian. The last time you carried me like this, I ended up in your bed.”

“Where you belong,” I say with a grin, nudging the door open with my foot and carrying her over the threshold.

I’m aware that we're leaving a wet trail on the floor. It doesn't matter anyway. There are more than enough staff available to clean that. They’ve probably had it easy while I was gone most of the time before Desiree and I got married. Now I’m home more often, and I’m sure they don’t mind a little extra work.

Desiree wra