Good thing it was an interior room with no windows. He stepped into the new porcelain tub and pulled her in with him. He sat down and placed her securely in his lap. Her backside pressed firmly against his manhood. She tried to ignore the delicious thrill that ran through her body. She leaned against his chest. Her hands trembled in his. “It’s okay,” he cooed. “We’re going to be all right. We’re safe in here.” “What if the house is ruined? All the hard work we put into it will be for nothing.” He glanced at the upgraded bathroom with its black tile floor and chrome fixtures. “It’s only material things. All of this can be replaced. Your life can’t.” “What if we don’t make it through this?” Her mind was concocting all sorts of scenarios. The sound of the howling wind raging outside was deafening. She wanted to burrow beneath Gabe’s button-down Henley. Breathe in his manly scent. Be transported to happier times with him. Thank God, he was here with her. She didn’t want to go through this alone.
