63|Walking Tease

~Zia~

Xavier brought me to our room, heading straight to the bathroom, setting me above the countertop. While he filled the bathtub with water, he added a few essential oils that would help relieve the tension in my muscles. It’s his own creation, he said. It is a mix of herbs with therapeutic components, but it mostly smells like lavender and myrrh, and it works somehow.

I watched him move with ease, his muscle-flexing under the all-black training attire he usually wears—a sleeveless shirt and joggers.

As he poured the oil into the water, the calming fragrance of it instantly teased my senses. “Where did you learn to make these oils, X?”

He glanced over his shoulder, dropping rose petals on the water. It’s not part of the mix, but he knew I