"Draven," she whispered, shifting back as her hand flew to her open mouth. It felt wrong to be staring at the king's almost naked body, but Madeline couldn't help herself. Her eyes were drawn to his perfectly muscled physique, wide shoulders, and pale skin glistening under the dripping water.
It was too late to look away once their gazes locked, his raven eyes seeming even more captivating as they narrowed at her.
"Madeline?" Draven's voice broke through in a hoarse tone. Despite the surprise in his eyes, a playful grin curved on his lips. "Have you come to join me, my wife?"
