when his firm gaze met hers and her words caught in her throat. He’d never looked at her like this. So…sternly. “You will let me tend to you, female.” The dripping of water on a once spotless floor punctuated his words. Her heart raced. Aurora shook her head despite her insides squealing to learn in what ways this handsome demon might tend to her. His mouth turned down and a small growl pulsed from his chest. Her shaking head grinded to a halt. “You’ve done a poor job caring for yourself, so now I will see to it. And you…Will. Not. Argue,” he intoned when her lips parted to argue.
