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"I should p-probably take this c-cover off." Her entire body quakes. "Skin … to ... s-s-skin is b-be… t-t… er for g-getting w-warmed up."
She wriggles out of the spread, managing to pull it off of herself. She wraps it around my shoulders, turning so that her breasts collide with my chest.
She draws in a sharp breath, and her already erect nipples seem to cut into my chest. She glances up at me from under her eyelids. "You are n-not g-going t-to—"
"Take advantage of you?" I smirk. "Not that I’m not tempted, but trust me, my focus here is to make sure neither of us gets frostbite after that dip in the pond—which, by the way, was your fault."
"M-my f-f-fault?" She frowns. "H-how is it m-my f-fault?"
"You wandered off in a hissy fit, not looking where you were going."
"I-it wasn’t a hiss-sy … f-fit." Another bout of trembling grips her. She pushes away, then turns to leave, and I yank her back. The curve of her shoulder, the dip of her waist, the swell of her butt, all fit snugly against me. I widen my legs to notch her between my thighs so that my cock nudges into the groove between her ass cheeks. My dick instantly thickens, and she stills. She shoots me a glance from under hooded eyelashes. "Is th-that… Are y-you—?"
"Only human, Flower," I growl. "I have a naked woman in my arms. I would have to be dead to not react."
She presses her palms against my chest, and I wince, "Fuck, you are cold."
"Not as c-cold as your h-heart." She sniffs. "Wh-why do you m-make m-me so m-mad?"
"Why do you insist on turning me on with everything you do?"
"I'm not d-doing anything."
"You exist, don’t you?" I counter.
"So, n-now what? You b-blame me for drawing b-breath?"
I glance down at her. "Not that," I clear my throat, "never that. When I saw you disappear under the water, I thought—"
"That it was Chr-Christmas?"
I thrust my face into hers. "That I had lost you forever. That before I had a chance to tell you how I felt about you, you were gone. That I’d never be the same again. That, just as I had lost Xander, I had lost you too, and this time I wouldn’t survive the pain."
22
Aurora
"Oh, Ch-Christian," I whisper, "do you m-mean that? D-do you really f-feel s-something for m-me?"
"That’s the big question, isn’t it?" He scowls down at me. "It’s not like I want to, trust me. If I had a choice, I’d have turned my back on you and walked away the first time I saw you, but something about you," he searches my gaze, "holds me captive. And it’s not only because you’re good-looking."
"At least, y-you admit that y-you find m-me g-good-looking."
"Of course, I do. You’re beautiful," he scowls, "but it’s not about that."
"Th-then?"
"It’s this goodness that I sense inside you. This need to save the world which is so intrinsic to you."
My cheeks heat. "P-please," I huff, "d-don’t m-make m-me out to be a s-saint."
"But you would try the patience of a saint," he murmurs.
"N-not that you’d know the f-first thing about th-that, considering y-you are more of a s-sinner."
"It’s why I intrigue you."
"You d-don’t."
