From Protector of the Grey House:
Natalia sat in the large round tub, and faced the door. Behind her, washing her hair was Diana. There were candles for light instead of the overheads. Vincent closed the door and walked quietly to lean against the nearby counter. There was a touch of something in the air, which wove itself around and into his will. Diana was casting a spell of some sort. He wondered why. Natalia was not hurt and didn’t appear to need any help. He waited for his woman to acknowledge him. She made him wait as she and Diana finished their conversation.
Diana helped her rinse her hair then helped her out of the tub. Vincent watched with jealousy as the healer dried his woman off with a large towel, steps away. He crossed his arms, and balled his hands into fists. Though he wanted to reach out and grab her, there was business to take care of first. Vincent stared at his woman instead, and ground his teeth with impatience as he waited for her to acknowledge him. Diana left before Natalia said a word.
“Did you need something?” She looked at him sidelong, barley turning toward him.
“I have to speak with you.”
“About what?” She took the hair dryer and plugged it in. She turned it on low to continue talking undisturbed. She felt sleepy, and calm, and wanted nothing more than to lie on her bed and drift in her thoughts.
“I just finished a conversation with Lorraine.” His eyes traced Natalia’s body, as he wished he had time.