Lorien’s POV
“No one could’ve seen me,” I said, tugging at the tie of my robe and watching the way his eyes flickered with sudden alertness. “I stayed covered until I walked into the kitchen.”
My voice softened, teasing. “Well except for Lysandra. But I don’t think she minded. She couldn’t stop staring. Maybe she liked what she saw. Do you?”
“Do I?” Auren echoed, sounding caught off guard. “Did I like what I saw?”
“Do you think Lysandra cared that she had to see me like this?” I asked, pulling the tie loose until the bow unraveled. The silk parted, revealing the swell of my breasts. His Adam’s apple bobbed hard. “Or do you think she was just angry that I stole your attention away from her?”
The robe slipped from one shoulder as I stepped closer.
“Why are you doing this, Lorien?” Aure
