Neriah had been thinking of how to seduce the man. How to use her womanly charm on him.
But what she didn't know was that she didn't have to do anything at all. Not a single thing at all. Nothing but just sit there the way she was sitting, next to the dancing flames, with her long red hair cascading all around her to the floor, reflecting the brilliant little light.
She didn't have to do anything at all. Nothing at all and he was already drawn to her, irresistibly. He stared at her from the bed side. He could see her clearly near the fire, green eyes looking toward him. She probably couldn't see him well, maybe only a silhouette of him, but she was staring toward his direction.
