It suddenly felt very unfair that our clothes situation differed. Having taken the first shower, and having come so ill-prepared, I had been left with little choice but to redress in the clothes I had taken off; they didn't have the fancy bathrobes that they did in the movies.

"Daddy," I whispered, hips jerking as his mouth found my neck. Through half-lidded eyes, I watched as he pulled away, searching my face.

"Oz," he breathed back. "Are you sure that you want tonight to-- are you sure that you want it to be tonight?"

Earlier, when we had faced the prospect of having to go back home, I had told...