Danielle returned to their hotel room with a colorful bouquet of roses in her hand. When she walked into the bathroom, she was wearing a wide, crooked grin. —Best Friday of my life,— she said in a slow drawl.

Stefania rose from beneath a layer of foam and sat up in the large tub. The sight of the roses red, pink, and white made her smile, and she stretched out a hand for Danielle. —They're beautiful, bambina.—

Danielle knelt beside the tub and gave her a lingering kiss. —So are you, darling.—

Locking her hand in Danielle's hair, Stefania brought her back for another kiss. Their monthly lunchtime encounter had left her incredibly horny and needy for more. Now that her body had recovered and she'd spent the last four hours thinking about how crazy in love she was, she couldn't get enough of her lover.

Danielle placed the roses absently on the toilet lid and caressed a slow path over Stefania's soapy skin, down into the fragrant bubbles to cup her boobs. Her fingers found Stefania's nipple, which was growing stiffer despite the heat of the water. When she gave it a gentle pinch Stefania gasped and whispered, with a catch in her voice, —So you had a good day?—

—The best.— Danielle stroked along the curve of her other boob —I couldn't stop thinking about you all afternoon.—

—I know the feeling.— Stefania felt fingertips tracing the shape of her belly button.

—I stopped by the apartment and picked up an overnight bag, then dropped Hamlet off for his overnight with Stefan. And I brought Chinese food.—

Really, Danielle couldn't be more perfect if she tried. —I knew I kept you for a reason,— Stefania murmured with absolute love. —Cashew chicken?—

—Of course. I know what you like, baby. And I always try to give you what you want.— Danielle worked her way lower to cradle Stefania's soapy-wet center.

—You're getting your shirt wet,— Stefania said.

Danielle joined in her study of the slowly moving arm and the shirt sleeve now fully submerged in the soapy water. —Indeed I am.—

Stefania blinked at the mild tone of her lover's voice. Not so long ago, Danielle would have been most unhappy about something like that. —I love you,— she said, in an effort to give voice to the intense feelings that consumed her at moments like these. —So much.—

Something flickered across Danielle's face, a happiness that lit her eyes and seemed to tug at the corners of her mouth. —I love you, too.—

—Do you want to eat dinner?—

Danielle nodded but planted a hand on Stefania's upper chest when she tried to lean forward and open the drain in the tub. —Wait.—

—For what?—

—I was hoping you could make one of my fantasies come true.—

Stefania chuckled. —Ooh, sounds like fun.— She wondered at the sudden emotion that shone in Danielle's eyes, so much more complex than simple desire. Her heart began to thump hard and fast as she sensed something important was about to happen. It was written all over Danielle's face hope and fear and nervous anticipation. —What's your fantasy?—

Danielle started to dig around in her pockets. —I was going to wait until later, but...—

Stefania sat up straighter in the tub. Her breath caught when Danielle produced a small black ring box from her pants pocket.

Clearing her throat, Danielle said, —I want you to have this.—

Stefania's eyes were glued to the deep red ruby set in a white gold band when Danielle flipped open the lid. The ring was gorgeous, and perfect.

—Danielle...— She could hardly speak. If Danielle was about to do what shethought she might, Stefania was sure she wouldn't be able to stop herself from crying.

—My fantasy is to wake up with you every morning.— Danielle took the ring from its velvet home. —And go to bed with you every night, and be with you for the rest of our lives. It's what I want more than anything.— She slid the ring onto Stefania's wedding finger. —Will you give me that?—

Stefania met her eyes. —Yes,— she said without hesitation. There was nothing to think about. She'd wanted this for months. Tears of happiness spilled from her eyes. —Yes, Danielle.—

Danielle was trembling as she swept Stefania into a tight hug. —You like the ring?—

—Almost as much as I like you,— Stefania breathed into Danielle's ear.

—Which is a whole lot.—

She knew she was getting Danielle's shirt even wetter with soapy bathwater and tears, but she didn't care.

Danielle tightened her embrace. —Good. Fantasy complete.—

Stefania placed her hand on the small of Danielle's back, holding her close. She wanted never to let go. —That was an easy fantasy to fulfill.—

—I'm not very difficult to please,— Danielle said with deep tenderness.

Stefania stared down at the first gold band she'd ever worn entirely for love. All at once, every random piece of her life seemed to fall into place, and she felt whole and complete in a way she could never remember feeling before.

She looked up at Danielle. —Are there any other fantasies I can help you out with tonight?— With a mischievous smile, she added, —I hardly think it's fair for this one to count as your turn, since it was mine, too.—

Danielle's face took on a now-familiar expression of lust, made that much more intense by the moment they had just shared. —Well...there is the little matter of the warrior queen and her body slave.—

Stefania felt a sudden surge of wetness between her legs, and it had nothing to do with her bath. —That, my queen, can most definitely be arranged.—

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