She Is Hs Mate
No time was wasted, as Ian freed himself from his shoes and slipped into her bed with her.
Camelia was not very comfortable with Ian sleeping in her bed, but she made no attempt to voice her complaint, seeing as he had already made himself comfortable.
She laid down too. Her eyes were fixed on Ian's sleeping form, calm and unmoving, with only the slow rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.
He was lying on the side of the bed close to where the candle was placed, so she could see his face clearly.
Has he fallen asleep already? she thought as she watched him intently.
Adjusting on the bed, she laid on her side, eyes still trained on him.
The candle's flickering flame danced across his features. She studied him, her gaze tracing the sharp lines of his jaw, the curve
