The sun shined in through the window, sending bright light bouncing off of the floors, and filling the room. The familiar light-blue walls of Skye's bedroom made her smile as she opened her eyes. Nearly her entire life had been spent at Moonstone Castle, except when she would travel with her father. The smells and sights were comforting in a way nothing else was, and it warmed her heart to be home.
A loud thunk and crackle from the fireplace made Skye shoot up in bed. Tidas held the poker as he prodded the old logs, to make room for the few fresh ones that he'd thrown on top. She admired him as he squatted in front of the fire.
Tidas' ass was perfectly shaped in, or out of pants; and very firm. Skye had to fight the urge to smack it any time he walked in front of her. His back muscles showed through his shirt as he stretched to poke at the fire. She bit down on the tip of her thumb as she looked at him from his broad, muscular shoulders, to his long, stout legs.
