" Now if only they have a proper bath and hot water, it would be heavenly."
His eyes deepened. There was no other way to describe them. They darkened somehow and became more intent and serious. He had given her that same look several times now on the trip, and it never failed to make her breasts feel heavier and an ache began deep within her.
"I will make certain of it," he said.
A naughty image of him joining her in the bath flitted across her mind. Did people do that, or was she being depraved? "

― Harper St. George , The Devil and the Heiress (The Gilded Age Heiresses, #2)