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I saunter into the bedroom and turn to watch him while I drain my champagne. Placing my glass on the dresser, I meet his eyes. I slowly strip out of my dress then peel off my bra and panties. He watches every move and doesn’t so much as blink. “Join me in the bath?”
His neck bobs as he swallows. “If you want.”
I head toward the bathroom
