Chapter 7After half an hour in the baths, Liklia returned with towels and soft robes. Their laundry wouldn’t be dry before bed, but they were welcome to wear the inn’s garments until morning.
Markle waited until she left before quickly climbing from the tub and hastily wrapping the towel around his body. It was too short to cover most of him, but at least it hid his chest and lower parts adequately. He’d thought that Frye had tried to sneak a glance when he’d hurried from the confines of the tub.
With the towel wrapped around him, Markle slipped into the soft fabric of the robe. As he inserted his arms through the sleeves, he took a brief peek at Frye. The dancer was unconcerned with his nakedness, using the towel to wipe the beads of moisture from his long legs. His body was in great sh
