Dinzel

43// Read or Kiss

{Marian}
The bathroom is steaming hot by the time I'm done running his bath. He is just looking at me, it is beyond weird and I can not do anything right with his eyes on me.

"Your bath is ready." I tell him and he walks towards me. He has now changed into his black robe, which sits on his shoulders and is long enough to reach his ankles.

The material looks soft and fuzzy, a comfortable one I guess.

Without speaking, he walks past me and to his bathtub filled with hot water. I should not be expecting him to thank me so I make my way to the bathroom door.

"I didn't ask you to leave." He says to me before I get to the door. His voice is hard to place but it would be hard to miss the command in his tone.

Does he want something else? He is so demanding. "Stay here while I bathe." He continues.

My eyes go wide as I turn to him. He must be mad. Stay here? Why the hell is he doing this to me? The worst part is.. I know I can not disobey him.

"Watch you bathe?" I try to protest, finding the right words to say to him. He still has his robe on as he touches the water.

"I did not tell you to watch me, Cherry." There the ridiculous name is. He looks at me like I'm stupid. "I said stay here. It's not the same thing." He smirks and I mentally slap myself for jumping into such a conclusion.

"I would appreciate it if you look away." He starts to take off his robe, and I quickly look away, swallowing the large lump in my throat.

He is playing games, trying to make me sound and look stupid, but I am not going to fall for it.

Seconds after I turn to face the wall, I feel something land on me. I almost get startled, but I realize almost instantly that he has thrown his robe on me.

My cheeks have to be the worst shade of red. Knowing that he is naked right behind me makes me mentally lean over the edge. He has to be doing this on purpose to tease me.

I pull myself together and stand strong, pulling his robe from my back and folding it. He had only worn this robe for minutes and it smells so strongly of his cologne. I almost tempted to bring his robe to my nose and sniff as hard as I can, but I should not appear weak.

His cologne has my brain locked in memories with him. Memories I need to get out of my head before they drown me.. cause they will.

This obviously means I should stop loving his perfume, but I just can not help it.

While lost in the decision of whether to stop enjoying the smell of his robe or to continue, I feel him splash some water on me.

I gasp, surprised and a bit angry. My dress is wet and so is my leg and my shoulders.

"Oops," Is all he says and I know for a fact that he did not do it by mistake. I want to turn around and give him a piece of my mind.

But, I know he is trying to spite me, he is trying to get at me and if I react, he will win.. that's his plan. Staying strong is very hard.. but I can not let him win.

He pours water on me again, this time the water is soapy, it is still hot when it touches my skin. I hold my tongue.

"Gosh, bathtub these days, they are so small. I might have to sue the makers of this tub, isn't that right Cher?" He asks.

"Yes your highness," I say through my teeth as I bite my cheeks.

I hear the waters give way as he gets out of the bathtub. I hold my breath nervously as he approaches me.