vecked“Come here.” He beckoned to her.
Surprise flitted over her face, and her fingers fumbled at her harness. When it popped free, she came to him. It pleased him how easily she obeyed—and not out of fear. She was beginning to trust him.
He pulled her down onto his lap and buried his face in her neck, breathing in the scent of her silky hair. “You want to learn how to fly?”
She pulled back, eyebrows raised. “Really?”
He shrugged. “We both know you’re capable of far more than lying down and taking it. You’re intelligent. You’re quick. And you know how to follow the path of least resistance.”
Her blush made him want to take her long and hard just to prove he’d meant it, but he restrained his desire. This moment was for Lily to be something other than a receptacle, for once. “Let’s star
