Eira's POV
I felt him close behind me. My heart skipped a beat. What's wrong with him? First, he asked me to help him decide his clothes, and now he's so close to me, standing behind me for no reason.He could get his clothes on his own if he was going to come to the wardrobe anyway.
I could feel his warmth even when there was space between us. I could smell that strong scent of his—it felt maddening, especially since he was just out of the shower. My heart couldn't stop beating faster.The wolf inside me had started getting excited.
Damn wolf! This damn bond!
"Any light-colored pants will do," he whispered in my ear, so close now.
If you know, then why ask me? I cursed in my mind, but not a single word came out. My skin shivered all of a sudden, like a cold wind had just brushed past me.
Instead of trying to create distance, I was tempted to turn around and let myself be dragged into what he was trying to pull me into.
But I didn't want to.
