Chapter 30

Sienna's POV

"Let me," he said softly, reaching for a bottle of shower gel. He poured some into his palm, then began to lather it across my shoulders and down my back.

His touch was gentle but thorough, covering every inch of my skin with the lightly scented soap that smelled like him—a woodsy, masculine scent that I'd come to associate with safety and desire in equal measure. He was marking me wi