Chapter 15
ZIRAEL
I felt him pout against my neck, like someone who looked miserable because he wasn't offered candy when I didn't immediately offer my throat.
"Later," I said firmly, keeping my foot down on this. "When we're not in a bathtub in someone else's territory."
"Promise?" he asked, pulling back to look at me with those pale eyes that seemed to see through my soul.
"Promise," I confirmed, reaching up to stroke his damp hair as I pushed it gently from his face before adding.
"Now help me wash, so we will be done quickly and then we can continue this conversation somewhere more comfortable."
An hour later, we were settled on the couch in the sitting room, both of us were dressed in loose clothing that wouldn't affect our movement at all yet making it easily accessible if h
