Chapter Eight
Fet's fingers danced along my naked back, almost dipping down as far as the sheet covering our legs, but not entirely.
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
I sighed. "Satisfied." The word came out as nothing more than a murmur. No doubt because of the many ways he'd worn out my body the night before.
"I'm glad." He kissed the top of my head.
My eyes fluttered closed, lost in the intimacy of the moment. After we were done at Ma'at's pools, her priestess had found us a room. Thankfully. I still had no idea where my part of the temple was, and the thought of going back to my father's part had filled me with dread. Whether he liked it or not, he was the reason I was in this situation to begin with.
"I'm sure he didn't mean it like that..." Fet started. He must have seen somethi
