The rich aroma of red wine spread through her mouth, mixed with the unique crisp scent of a man that she adored. However, now was not the time to indulge, as she had important things to attend to.
Her small hand pushed against Nicholas Croft's handsome face, reminding him, "Uncle, don't rush, you haven't taken a bath yet!"
Nicholas Croft bit Beatrice Hargrave's lip again before pulling away, "Together."
"No, you go first," Beatrice protested as she pushed Nicholas Croft's strong chest all the way toward the bathroom, closing the door after forcing him inside.
Though he wanted to join her, it was their wedding night, and he had to respect her. Nicholas Croft shook his head helplessly and walked to the shower to bathe.
In the bedroom, Beatrice started preparing for the upcoming "surprise," running to the wardrobe to find the new pajamas she bought today. She stuffed them into her bag, and as she was almost ready, the eager man wrapped in a towel emerged from the bathroom.
