CHAPTER FIFTEEN
How did we end up here? Dax wondered to himself, while at the same time enjoying the sensation of smoothing his hand down her back. Jane’s skin felt as buttery as the finest silk and flawless in its perfection, Warming as it yielded to his touch, Dax savored this simple indulgence. Jane was so unlike his own kind. Her softness and fragility demanded a champion.
His people were made of tougher materials: strength outside defending the tenderness within. Humans wore no such armor. And Jane was such a beautiful paradox of fragility masking itself as strength that Dax couldn’t help himself appreciating both her smoothness and the heat that radiated from within.
“You are so unbelievably soft,” he whispered in her ear, as he held her tighter. He’d only meant it to be a hug, bu
