ELRETH
Turning her back to him—and suddenly uncertain if that view was complimentary—she tried to keep her pace slow as she walked through the water at the edge of the cold pool, where it met the hot, straight for the waterfall at the back.
Just before she reached it, she looked over her shoulder at him.
He stood at the edge of the water, his jaw slack, and eyes beginning to glaze.
Elreth pulled together every piece of courage she had and stepped under the water.
The cold shock of it made her gasp, and her skin immediately tightened, prickling all over as she breathed fast and hard, forcing herself to stay under it. Aaryn called to her and it echoed around the chamber.
She turned to face him, the water hitting her hair and shoulders, trailing down her chest her breasts, her sides and legs.
