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I had Conrad, right?
I should be excited to show myself off to Conrad wearing one of these dresses.
Instead I pictured deep, black eyes sparkling with desire.
I sighed, I was turning into… what exactly? Bitchy because I didn't know myself what I wanted or a simpering idiot because, yeah, let's face it, I was attracted to the impossible vissigroth and yeah, it had stroked my ego to think he desired me.
It didn't matter, I told myself, it really didn't. Tomorrow Nathan would meet with the Chrymphten and the day after Myles and I would go see him. After that he had no further reason to keep me as his hostage. I would be united with Conrad and everything would be perfect.
Why then did my stupid heart feel as if it were frowning?
"Are you coming to bed, seffy?" Myles called from the other room.
I stuck my head out and found him lying… was that man naked? sprawled underneath the covers of his bed.
Make up your mind, do you want him or not? an inner voice questioned.
No, I thought defiantly, absolutely not. "I will not share a bed with you."
He shrugged but didn't make a move.
With a huff, I went to the bed, grabbed a pillow but hesitated to pull off the covers, afraid of what I would see underneath, coward!
There was however a blanket by the couch in front of a large fireplace. I put the pillow down, shook the blanket out. "Where is the bathroom?"
He had both arms crossed underneath his head, he freed one and pointed at one of three other doors. His expression was amused as I marched in the direction he had indicated and entered another spacious bathroom that nearly took my breath away. Wow, just wow.
During the last few days, I had become accustomed to bathing and showering in regular water, not sea salt. My hair was softer than it had ever been and I couldn't find one patchy, dry spot on my skin. I wondered if Myles would allow me to keep some of the soaps and lotions and then berated myself. Why don't you ask him for water filters at the same time? My spiteful me challenged.
I had to admit, I would miss this luxury, I mused as I stood underneath the shower's hard spray. Using an illis flower shaped soap to run over my body before using what I had become to understand was a shampoo and conditioner for my hair. Yes, I would have given pretty much anything to keep those.
And the towels, my mind mocked next. They were like nothing what we used on Horn. They were soft and absorbent and didn't scratch my skin in the slightest.
From the closet I had liberated a nightgown that would cover me from head to toe, wondering if Myles had picked it or just ordered a random assortment of things he thought I needed. If he had, he really didn't seem interested in my body whatsoever.
Which was absolutely fine with me. Perfectly fine.
His back was turned to me when I reentered the bedroom, he didn't move or give any indication that he was awake. Damn him.
I blew out the candles, except one and slipped underneath the blanket on the couch, trying not to think how narrow it was or to worry about falling off it in the middle of the night.
If he's not interested in you, there's no reason not to sleep in his bed, a voice tempted.
True, I agreed.
So?
Frustrated I hit the pillow into submission, pulled the blanket up over my ear and closed my eyes. The couch wasn't that uncomfortable, it would do.
Colored dots danced in front of my closed eyelids, I hadn't realized how tired I was, but now I recognized the slight ringing in my ears I always got when I overdid it. I took a deep breath and was asleep within seconds.
I don't know how much time passed, but not much longer I felt strong arms surrounding me and myself lifted of the ground, realizing that I must have indeed fallen of the dang couch at some point.
"Stubborn seffy," a familiar voice chided.
"Hmm," sleepily I turned my face against his broad chest. It was warm and hard, yet surprisingly comfortable. "Where are you taking me?" I mumbled.
"Where I should have taken you before, stubborn seffy," he said and his breath whispered against my skin.
