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avoid. That better solution couldn’t involve sex. But Masato didn’t want anything else from her.
    A sigh escaped her lips before she could stop it.
    “What’s wrong, Lulu?” Hotsuma stopped typing on his laptop and looked back at her.
    “Nothing.”
    “It’s not nothing. You’ve been frowning and looking worried about something for the last week.”
    “You’re one to talk.”
    “My anxiety is because of the family. You know that already. What has you so worried?”
    “I’m worried about the family too. What if they’re still searching for a way to put you back in your prison?”
    “I almost guarantee they are. Even if they find a way, they won’t use it. They can’t take the chance of using more magic on me after what happened the last time.” He left his desk and crossed the room to her side. After placing a kiss on her forehead, he said, “I know being married to me isn’t the blissful dream we thought it would be. I’m sorry.”
    She gripped his hands. “Don’t say that. Don’t be sorry. I love you, Hotsuma. You know I love you. I don’t want a dream. I want you and everything that comes with you. I can’t help worrying about the family. I know they aren’t happy with you in Masato’s body. I know they are livid you married me.”
    “I told you, that has more to do with you not being Japanese from Japan than you being black.”
    “Yeah, but I’m betting they would be less pissy if I was a Japanese-American.”
    “Possibly, but not by much. Putting your race and nationality aside, Masato had a betrothed the family had to pay reparations to for breaking the ten-year engagement.”
    She snorted. “Great. Something else for them to blame on me.”
    “I met the young lady. She was overjoyed to get out of the engagement. It was her family who demanded the payment, grandstanding to save face. Nothing else.” He heaved a sigh and then pulled her to her feet. “Come.”
    “Where are we going?”
    “Just come.”
    Hotsuma dragged her out of the room at top speed. Lulu had to jog to keep up with him. They rode the elevator to the ground floor, and then Hotsuma hustled her toward the hot springs entrance.
    Lulu asked, “What are we doing here? We have our own hot spring upstairs. Why come to this one?”
    “This one isn’t private.”
    “It’s closed for cleaning, though.”
    “They’re finished and everyone has left. We’ll have the whole room to ourselves for the next thirty minutes.” He grinned over his shoulder at her. “Unless they re-open it early.”
    The thrill of getting caught. Lulu smiled as heat rushed through her body, making her nipples harden and her pussy tingle. She glanced around quickly before letting Hotsuma usher her into the men’s side of the hot springs. It resembled the women’s side except everything was on the right instead of the left.
    “We are so going to get caught,” she said in a low voice as she stripped.
    “I’m the owner of the hotel. What will they do to me?”
    “You’re setting a bad example.”
    “Wrong. I’m abusing my power. There’s a difference.”
    They stuffed their clothes into a locker and then headed for the water. Before Lulu could enter, Hotsuma swung her into his arms. She yelped and then grabbed his shoulders when he took two bounding steps and jumped into the water.
    Lulu laughed once she surfaced for air. “What has gotten into you?”
    “Nothing, but I know what’s about to get into you.” He pressed her into the ledge, forcing his hard arousal against her belly. His gaze roamed over her face then focused on her lips.
    The breath she inhaled seemed to pull him to her. He claimed her lips in a deep kiss that brought his tongue into her mouth, tangling with hers. She hugged him close and wrapped her legs around his waist.
    The tip of his dick prodded her entrance as Hotsuma positioned himself. A single, upward thrust drove him deep.
    Lulu threw back her head. “Oh, yes, Hotsuma. Right there.”
    “Shhh.” He