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His immortal fiance was definitely a sight to see, relaxing in the tub with not a care in the world. She couldn't look more perfect, really. When the fae spoke, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled at him. It about took Troy's breath away, that smile. Then she asked if he was going to join her and his lips curled into a mischievous smirk. "Well, I thought I'd do a little bit of both, actually. But I certainly don't mind if I do." With a coy wink, the man moved across the bathroom, dropping his boxers to the floor as he stepped out of them and slowly walked into the tub. Maneuvering his way across from her, Troy slid down into the warm water with a sigh of contentment, leaning his head back and closing his eyes for a second to just enjoy the moment before he looked back at her to listen as she told him about her day. He chuckled before tilting his head a little, wiggling a brow. "Well, a little bit of me, hopefully." His face sobered into a whimsical smile though as she asked about what he and Kit did. "Oh, you know. Some hardcore paintball followed by a lot of puking at the local carnival. Like my new battle scars?" He chuckled as he pointed out some of the bruises forming on his shoulder and chest. He knew that Amelia didn't know much about his brother yet, but he hoped to change that. They had all of immortality now to do that with, after all. |