Chapter 2: Building Tension
A fluffy white towel dangled haphazardly from his hips as Travis stalked into the bedroom, grooves of muscle rippling sinuously beneath his tanned skin. The shadowy intimacy of the room, bathed in the soft glow of the table lamp, encircled the couple with an air of cozy elegance. His gray eyes sought his wife, and the curve of her lips twisted upward, her ocean blue eyes sparking with a seductive glimmer under raised eyebrows.
“Have a nice shower?” she purred.