*Josie*
Considering how lethargic I had been, I should have slept well. Instead, dreams of being kissed in a garden had jerked me from slumber every time I drifted off too deeply. When Nathan began to stir, I pretended that I wasn’t awake, I didn’t move when he left my bed and went into his chamber.
Now I’m sitting at my dressing table, staring at my reflection, haunted by the dreams. I haven’t thought of the details of that first kiss in years, I shoved aside all the inappropriate responses it kindled within me. I had reacted with such longing to that mouth pressed to mine because I believed it belonged to Nathan. The shadows had caused me not to see clearly, to misjudge…
The rap has me shaking off the mad thoughts scurrying through my mind.
“Enter.” I call out softly.
My mate steps in
