Actually, I was on my way to my room to set fire to this thing when the guards called for me, so thank you for ruining my plans.” His chuckle is dark. “I will gladly burn it for you.” “With me still in it?” I throw back. How does his affinity to Malachi’s element work? Could he do that? Set fire to someone’s clothes with a thought? “Don’t be silly. You’d remove it for me first.” His eyes flash to mine, his words painting an intimate image that makes me blush.
