Warning: Mature content in the chapter
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Evaline:
I barely had time to catch my breath before Oscar slid his arms under me and lifted me clean off Kieran's lap.
"I'm carrying her," Oscar announced, like Kieran might argue.
Kieran only smirked, still breathless. "As long as you share."
I didn't even have the strength to react or ask what they were planning to do next. My body felt like warm jelly - floating, buzzing, bonelessly satisfied - but my heart thudded when Oscar headed straight for the bathroom.
Oscar set me down gently, brushing a kiss across my cheek. "Stay here."
He stepped into the shower first, turning on the hot water. Kieran slipped in behind me, sliding his arms around my waist from behind.
"You good?" he murmured against my ear.
I nodded. "Better than good. Just… trying to stay conscious."
He chuckled softly, pressing a slow kiss to the back of my neck.
"That's our fault."
When Oscar called, "It's warm-come in," Kieran guided me forward.
