Ileus lazily circled his fingers around her breasts and belly as she leaned against his broad chest. Hot steaming water rippled against their bodies, lapping all their dirt and leeching their exhaustion.
"I am sorry to have put you in such a situation, Natsya." His hand pressed her belly. "I should have been more careful crossing the bridge."
"What you did wasn't your fault. It was just a miscommunication between Darla and you. You couldn't anticipate Darla's eagerness to cross the bridge."
"That's not an excuse. I shouldn't have said anything till I crossed the bridge. I need to control my impulses better."
Anastasia turned her face over her shoulders to look at him and she kissed his hard jaw. "We can't control everything in our life, humbug!"
"You called me a humbug?" His eyes narrowed.
"Hmm." She kissed him again. "You simply can't control everything in nature."
