Quinn Villa.
Melody Thorne comfortably lay in the white, foamy bathtub, savoring a rare moment. Ever since she got pregnant, both Dr. Mo and Jared Quinn had forbidden her from taking baths in the tub at home, saying the baby would feel suffocated.
"Splash," the bathroom door opened, and Jared Quinn stood outside. He had just showered downstairs, water droplets still clinging to his dark hair, his loosely tied bathrobe revealing well-defined muscles and bronze skin.
His sculpted physique drove women wild,
holding a snow-white towel in his hand. "Alright, time's up, come on out."
"Can't I soak a little longer?" Melody Thorne turned her head, pouting playfully, "It feels so nice."
Her coy voice made Jared Quinn's eardrums tingle, but he still plunged his hands into the tub, lifting her out and placing her under the adjusted shower, his hands gliding over her, washing away the white bubbles,
