"In the shower?" I breathe before I can stop myself.
That one takes even Samuil by surprise. His eyes trail over my body before he swallows. "If you climb naked and willing into my shower, I certainly won't be the one to stop you."
But I will.
I'll fight my way past guards and throw myself over the railing before I let that happen. Because my dignity, self-respect, any and all of my morals---that would all be gone. What would there be left to live for?
With my cheeks on fire, I shove past him and take refuge in my room.
I skip out on the shower and dinner, if only so I don't slip up and say something even more embarrassing than the nuggets I've already given him.
But a little past midnight, my door creaks open, and Rufus paws his way into my room. He hunkers into bed beside me, and I
