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She bit her lip hesitantly, "It's a pretty big tub...." Her eyes were almost pleading as she looked at him. Though she didn't understand why she would be pleading with him on this. "Jude....I..." She'd stop and lean forward her chin resting on the edge of the tub. She could faintly smell his breath, sweet and fresh. Goosebumps appeared all over her arms as she smirked.

"You... don't have to you know." She'd murmur her eyes glittering. Over in the corner her cat would meow lovingly as he walked up and rubbed himself against Jude's leg. "He likes you ya know." She'd say softly as she sank her arms back in the water. Reaching for the soap, she'd grab her loofah and start scrubbing her arms and legs. "I still smell like dog." She'd comment, scrunching up her nose." She wasn't aware of the scrach on her back, it looked harsh, and almost infected. She would scrub her legs, humming a soft tune to herself, her senses keenly aware of Jude still next to the tub.

She was lost in thought, imagining what it would be like to take a bath with the muscular man standing next to her. "Oh... voicemail?" She'd ask distracting her mind, for seconds at a time.