Nyssa couldn't help the massive grin that came to her face when Liam agreed to what she wanted. She figured she might need to convince him more, but apparently not. He was feeling pleasant tonight, she gauged by the tiny smile he gave to her while pecking her on the warm lips.
"I want to dress up and hang off your arm, show everyone that I'm yours," she went on, sinking down further into the tub until her head was barely above water, hair a dark mass around her face. She lifted her legs for him and watched as he adoringly cleaned her.
"I'm tired. I could fall asleep right here..." Obviously she won't, but her eyes are beginning to feel droopy and she gives a small yawn. "Will you make breakfast in the morning?"