Becca waved her hand, and the giant bathtub behind them was suddenly steaming with hot, sudsy water and a silver tray of food appeared on the large bed that was draped in crisp, white linens.
“Wow, your powers are handy,” Athena praised.
Becca smiled. “Let me know if there’s anything else you need. Come out and join the rest of us when you’re ready.”
The second the door was shut, Athena stripped off her clothing and stepped into the tub. Closing her eyes, the warm water wrapped around her, massaging her weary muscles. The water shifted as Gareth entered the tub, sinking down to join her. He reached for her, pulling her into his lap. Sweeping her damp hair to the side, he worked the soar muscles of her shoulders with his determined hands.
Moaning, she told him, “You know, nothing makes me hotter than an intense escape, a battle to the death, followed by a hot bath.”