I knew I shouldn’t go in the jacuzzi with him, but my fire nature took over my body. My legs climbed the few stairs and I dipped my feet in the clean water. Huge bubbles made the impression of it was boiling, but the feeling was warm and tingling.

“Come here,” Jason invited me, and his hands appeared on both sides of my waist.

He helped me to get inside, and I leaned my back to relax and enjoy the jacuzzi. I bit my lips and closed my eyes. The image of Jason’s butt was again in front of me, and I couldn’t push away the fact his palms were...