Herattention.
What can I say, I’m a whore for attention and having her focus on me is a hard won prize. Maybe it's the chase I’m liking.
Iwantto win her over.
Chapter Five
CYRUS
I’m sitting in this beautiful landscape, with the trees, the waterfall and animals to keep me occupied.
However, none of that is keeping my attention.
No, it’s the tiny woman a few feet away from me. Wet hair pooling on the grass below her, chest raised with her pebbled nipples on display. Legs splayed out like she’s daring me to trace them with my fingers.
I just broke down over the person I love being injured and her being in love with someone else. Somehow Tally’s making those worries disappear into thin air the longer she stays laid out.
She’s a shiny distraction.
One I think she’s trying to get me to take. One I’m swaying towards taking.
But I can’t.
Not yet.
Not whilst Amara is still unconscious, with death still at her doorstep. Not whilst my crew still needs me. As first mate, whilst Amara is incapacitated I’m port of call, and I’m MIA with Tally.
The breeze picks up blowing along my still damp skin and I decide that staying a few more minutes won’t hurt. I need time to accept everything too.
A few more minutes of admiring Tally spread out like a damned meal.
Her eyes are still closed when a smile breaks across her face. “I can feel you staring.”
Fuck.
Averting my eyes, I pin them to the waterfall.
A girlish giggle fills the air. “I don’t mind, stare away.”
Fuckingfuck.
I think my extra couple of minutes of peace has ended. Standing up I start pulling on my clothes only to be reminded they are still covered in blood. It’s either walk back to the inn naked or have another bath when I get back.
From the heat I can feel on my back, walking back naked doesn’t seem like a good option. With any luck Tally will follow my lead as well. I don’t think I have it in me to watch her walk back naked without letting her become a distraction.
With my back to her I hear her sigh and get up, scuttling about on the bank to gather her clothes.
Throwing my shirt, trousers and boots on before picking up my outer layers to carry back. No way am I about to put that all back on. My shirt has minimal staining and my trousers are only a little worse for wear, so with any luck I can get back without being plastered in blood and gunk again.
When I finally turn around, Tally is still very much naked. All her clothes are folded inside her coat that she's tied up to carry. Her smile splits her face wide open as if she has no care that just about anyone can see her once we start heading back.
My gaze drops from her smile, to her perky breasts, down her stomach to her jutted hip. I use the last of my restraint to stop myself from peeking at the nexus of her thighs. Just about.
Her smile turns to a smirk. “Come on, let's head back to the inn. I need some food.”
Tally leads the way the whole time, leaving me the perfect view of her swaying hips and round arse, bouncing with each step.
The view is distraction enough until the back of the inn comes into view.
