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“Anything you want,” Silas tells her.
Ooh, that’s a better answer.
Rachel certainly seems to think so. She leans in and kisses him.
I give them a little privacy, but only because once we get to bed together, she’s getting the real Christmas Day present that she missed out on when all of the chaos seemed to hit with Sara going missing and Paul’s parent’s showing up.
I go in search of sustenance. That’ll keep me busy while everyone else gets ready for bed.
Chapter Eighty
Silas
I’mthelastoneto use the shower, and, big surprise, the water’s stone cold. Some days when that happens, I don’t complain, I just take a shorter shower than usual. Tonight, we’ve all been through the wringer, and I need a longer soak to feel normal. Rachel told me to call on her if the water went cold, so I step out into the hall to do that, and I find out I don’t have to raise my voice.
She’s already standing there, wearing one of Adrian’s shirts and holding a bath sheet, the biggest towel we have.
She passes me the towel. “I think I took the last one.”
“Thanks,” I tell her. “The water’s cold. Could you …”
“Give it a little magical warm up? No problem.”
She comes into the enclosed space with me, and I watch her put her hand under the stream.
“Youch, that is freezing,” she says.
“Yeah,” I murmur, trying not to take in her scent too deeply while we’re standing together so close.
I’m pretty sure she’s not in a sexy mood. Who would be, after what we all just went through?
I mean, besides me, and Carter, and probably Adrian as well.
Can we help it if our mate is devastatingly attractive and brave beyond words?
She made demands of the devil himself and he bent to her will.
She saved my sister from eternal torment.
I will never stop worshipping my mate for fierce goddess that she is.
“You’re all warmed up,” she tells me, taking hold of my hand and putting it under the stream.
“Perfect temperature,” I murmur.
“Remember,” she says. “Come into Adrian’s bedroom when you’re done.”
She gives me a look that’s unmistakably sultry and alluring. Then she steps out of the room, closing the door behind her. I put the towel down and haul my clothes off. Maybe I won’t be taking a long soak after all. I don’t want to keep my goddess waiting.
Chapter Eighty-One
Rachel
Ileanovertheedge of the bed, while Carter tugs my panties down, leaving them at my knees. I glance over my shoulder at him, and his gaze moves to my face slowly.
“This is the perfect position,” he tells me.
“Is there a reason you’re leaving my panties dangling?”
