“Best not. I think I’ll read for a bit on the main deck, and let you rest,” I replied, kissing his cheek. “Try not to dream about your temptress.”
* * *
I held the book in my hands, but I couldn’t focus on the words. I didn’t understand why she had decided to ruin our day. What is her plan? The air around me grew cold as a shadow fell on me.
“You look lost, my beauty. Does your book not entertain?” Amaro’s deep voice sent a chill through me.
Tell him no. Tell him to go away, I warned myself. I ignored him and tried to pretend I was reading.
He sat down very close to me, so close that I could feel his magic pricking my skin.
I shivered.
“You are cold. Let me warm you,” he said, wrapping his arm around me. His exotic scent filled my senses, and I found myself instinctively moving clos
