As I ran my fingers through her hair, I realized I shouldn’t have suggested it. My wolf reacted, clearly pleased.
I sighed quietly.
After she finished washing, I wrapped a towel around her and helped her out of the tub. But when she stood in front of me in just a towel, my body tensed.
Water dripped down her skin, and I had to force myself to look away.
I needed to stop thinking like this.
“Are you hungry?” I asked.
She shook her head, then suddenly lost her balance. I caught her before she fell.
“Dizzy,” she said.
“That wine hit you hard,” I replied.
“No food,” she insisted.
I sighed. “Alright. Time for bed.”
I helped her into bed and pulled the blanket over her. She laughed as I took the towel away.
“You act like you’ve never seen me naked before,” she teased.
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