"My turn," Leora whispered, twirling around in the water to face me with a playful expression. Her skin practically glowed from the warmth of the water and the oils soaking into our skin.
I caught Leora's hands before they could reach me. "No. You need to rest. Sit over here," I guided her over to the built-in seat. Leora gave a cute little pout of her lips. It was hard to resist kissing them, but I knew if I did, then things would get out of hand.
She floated away from me and reached up, beginning to undo her braids. I watched her every move, feeling heat radiate from my eyes. She had grown since arriving at the castle. The fear she had harbored was no longer there. Instead, there was a woman who had gained a confidence she hadn't had before, and had a heart of gold.
I was proud of my mate. And to think I had been resistant of my feelings when I first meet her. I really belived that fate had certainly known what it was doing when it had put Leora in my life.
