A little shiver of excitement skittered down my back as he kissed the hollow behind my ear. “Yes, but if I hadn’t been so stupid about believing you, none of this would have happened. I would have been paying attention rather than fighting you every step of the way.”
“Mmm. You smell sweet and spicy, like a woman waiting to be satisfied.” He pulled back enough to look into my eyes, which were brimming with tears of guilt. “Portia, I forbid you to feel guilt at what happened. There was no avoiding this. Bael cannot punish you without bringing the wrath of the Court down upon your head, and he would not risk such an action.”
“Your eyes are almost black again. That doesn’t make any sense. How can eye color change? Never mind, it’s not important. What is important is the fact that you’ve lost
