ELIAS
I shouldn’t have carried her like this.
I knew I shouldn’t have for my own sanity. However, every time I was in her presence, I just have the urge to tease her to her limits.
I could feel her skin and curves under my arms, and it wasn’t helping one bit.
“This is unnecessary,” she muttered, turning her face away as I continued walking to the bathroom with her in my arms.
“You can barely stand,” I said. “Argue later.”
Her cheeks flared pink, but she didn’t struggle. She leaned slightly against me, trying to make herself smaller. She didn’t realize that made it worse. Much worse.
I set her down outside the bathtub. Steam rose gently from the water I’d run earlier. Her brows drew together as he watched me test the temperature with my forearm.
“Elias, you can leave,” she said.
