Was there such a thing as a walk of shame when one had spent the entire night with their mate? Because my early morning trip back to the ancient castle of Wrenyth felt pretty much like I was making one.
"You aren't exactly walking, Aryn." My mind was quick to point out the fact and I blushed all over again, wishing I could disappear altogether. Thanks to my legs that had done more than they should have and chose the worst time to protest, together with my overly thoughtful and demanding mate, I was not allowed to walk back to the castle.
I could ask Eugan to put me down, but like every other time, he would simply glare and inform me that unless my request involved asking him to make love to me all over again, he would not be granting me a damn thing. It had been the same answer he'd give
