June's POV:
Hot water is a miracle, I swear. The way it caresses your skin, loosening every knot, soothing the aches that throb beneath your flesh—if I could live in a hot bath for the rest of my life, I probably would. I didn't know how long I'd stayed there, but it was probably two hours, maybe more. The heat worked wonders on my sore muscles, easing the tension that had built up from last night's... chaos.
I finally dragged myself out of the tub, my skin soft and glowing from the warmth, but my mind was still tangled in thoughts I couldn't quite shake. The feeling of Justin's hands on me. The intensity of it all. The way he pushed me beyond my limits, making me lose myself in him completely. It had been overwhelming, to say the least. And then there was the realization that had hit me like a freight train—Justin was Badwolf.
