Chapter 117: Bath - II
Her trembling fingers finally undid the last clasp, and Ethan let his trousers fall away. Leaving him only in his underwear. Lirael's eyes darted aside, her lips pressing together as if to hold back a sound. She was blushing so hard it looked as though even her ears had turned crimson.
Before she could scurry back, Ethan caught her chin between his fingers and tilted her face up to him. "Don't look away," he whispered, his voice husky. "You're mine tonight."
Her breath hitched. "Y-you always say such shameless things…"
