Eliza stretched out on Dakota’s bed like a cat after a long nap. He leaned down and kissed her head before straightening out again to button his plaid shirt.
“You look so content,” he smiled that soul melting smile of his. Even though he had just sent her body whirling to dizzying heights between the bed sheets, she felt a pool of heat begin to rise again simply from watching him.
“I am,” she purred.
“Good.” A sigh left his lips as his eyes slowly caressed the sight of the beautiful woman in his bed. “Well,” he reluctantly started, “I have to go draw up the contract for the Blood Bond. Don’t stay too long in bed. You will be needed for this ceremony.”
“I won’t have to drink blood or anything weird like that, will I,” she asked half jokingly.
“No,” he laughed. “Not at all. A pin pric
