Juliet hadn't known what to expect for their first Valentine's Day together. Sawyer was busy all the time working security, slowly earning the trust of Horace and the others, but as of late it had left him with little time for himself, much less them.
So she'd been pleasantly surprised to get back to her house from an especially long day of changing oil and rotating tires to find Sawyer waiting in the kitchen with a bottle of wine.
Juliet let him lead her through the house, walking backwards as he unzipped her jumpsuit. "Where-?" she began, brow furrowed, when instead of turning to the bedroom they turned for the bathroom, instantly understanding when she saw the bath drawn, thick bubbles everywhere.
"Sorry it's nothing fancy," Sawyer said, watching her slip out of the rest of her clothes and slid into the tub.
The water was just the right temperature, and Juliet could feel the tension seeping out of her aching muscles. "No, it's fine. It'd be perfect if you joined me."
So she'd been pleasantly surprised to get back to her house from an especially long day of changing oil and rotating tires to find Sawyer waiting in the kitchen with a bottle of wine.
Juliet let him lead her through the house, walking backwards as he unzipped her jumpsuit. "Where-?" she began, brow furrowed, when instead of turning to the bedroom they turned for the bathroom, instantly understanding when she saw the bath drawn, thick bubbles everywhere.
"Sorry it's nothing fancy," Sawyer said, watching her slip out of the rest of her clothes and slid into the tub.
The water was just the right temperature, and Juliet could feel the tension seeping out of her aching muscles. "No, it's fine. It'd be perfect if you joined me."
Sawyer grinned, not needing a second invitation.
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