"Of course," Liliana said immediately, as if she couldn't fathom any other possibility. She stroked over his chin with a cool finger. "Wake me up early enough in that way I like, and I'll shave you after our shower."

Perched on the counter, him between her knees, the soft kiss of the razor over his skin, wielded with a care and precision that he likely didn't let himself think too closely about where it came from...