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We do things differently here.
And it’s time Katrina had a little taste of freedom.
“If my kitten wants to go swimming, then by the gods, she will.” I stand up and give a little pat on the behind of the sleeping panther on her lap. He opens his eyes, throwing me a pissed-off growl, but walks away just the same.
“What are you doing?” she asks when I pull her by the hands to get her to her feet.
“We, kitten, are going back to the palace where it is nice and private for you to go for a swim in one of the pools.”
“I don’t know,” she retorts, but I can hear how tempted she is with the idea.
“I’ll tell Zara that she can stay here a little while longer with her new friend.” I tilt my head toward Zara and Inessa who seem to enjoy each other’s company. “And then we will both retreat to the palace and satisfy the itch that you are denying yourself. This is my home, kitten. And here we do whatever the fuck we want.”
It’s the promise of such unbridled freedom that has her nodding and accepting my offer.
If she only knew that inside my head, I’m ticking off another part of my plan to get her alone.
Now the real fun begins.
Chapter 36
Katrina
“Here, put this on,” Teo demands as he hands me two flimsy pieces of fabric.
“What’s this?” I suspiciously ask, staring at the two pieces of flimsy, triangle-shaped cloth being held together by a tiny bit of string.
“That is called a bathing suit. It is what the most modest people in the south wear when they want to go swimming.”
I hold up the two separated pieces of cream fabric in each hand and dangle it in his face.
“This is modest?”
Teo only smirks.
“Best I can do for you, kitten. You can either use that or nothing at all. Your choice.”
I scowl furiously at him while he just grins like the heathen he is.
He’s loving this.
Loving my discomfort and awkwardness.
Not wanting to keep staring at his cocky smirk for a minute longer, I furiously slam my bedroom chamber door in his face and roll my eyes when the door is not thick enough to keep his cackles from being heard.
“I’ll wait right here, kitten!” he yells from the hallway.
Great.
I walk to my bed and place the bathing suit, as he called it, on top of my bed. I cross my arms and curl the corner of my lips as I stare at the damn thing, wishing it came with some kind of instructions.
How am I supposed to know how to even put it on?
What goes where?
I mean, what is it supposed to cover, since it looks like it won’t cover a damn thing?
Argh!
