Rafael lay on the bed, leisurely watching the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

It had been half an hour since Eileen went in.

He teased, his voice husky with pleasure, "Baby, if you don't come out soon, I'll have to come in."

Eileen, who had already changed, heard this and felt her legs go weak with fear.

She leaned against the door, "No, I'll come out right away."

With that, she closed her eyes and stomped out.

Opening the door, she walked out slowly, her hands protecting the fabric covering her upper body.

The red in Rafael's eyes spread as he watched her.

Eileen had chosen a red bikini....