Nicholas didn't like the fact that there was something else apart from his soul bond that had been marked on his woman's skin. He now understood why she had been angry when the slaves were mistreated. Being a slave was the last thing he had thought not that he cared about it. Seeing Heidi cover the upper part of her body with both her hands, too shy to let go he carefully turned her around. There was no need to rush as the night was young but at the same time, his patience had been lost a long time ago. Despite everything, he let her adjust in time.
"You lost more weight than I thought you did," Heidi heard him murmur as he placed a kiss on her shoulder, "I need to ask Stanley to make sure you're well fed."
"I don't want to be fat," the last word disappeared into a sigh when Nicholas kissed the side of her neck. Circling his arms, he pulled her back against his chest.
"You were never fat, darling," he peppered kisses on her shoulders.
