Nathan
Once Cole left, I returned to the other documents spread on the round table.
There were appeals, lots of them, mostly from the people in the lower villages, complaints and appointments that needed my approval. A few minutes later, I was struggling to understand what I was reading because my thoughts kept slipping to Lyla.
The last time I saw her, she was a girl… but by magic or whatever reason, Lyla had blossomed into a beautiful woman with curves that could kill a man and it has killed me severally already.
Back in her house in the human world, I had caught a glimpse of the swell of her breast through the flimsy night dress she had on that day. They were big, at least the size of a grape or bigger with fuller and rounder nipples that kept peeking out of the dress, enticing me.
