When she had stacked enough logs on the fire, she shucked off her wet boots. Grabbing the clasp of her cloak, she looked to Renwick and said, “Take off your clothes.” His lips twisted up at the insistence in her voice as she yanked her tunic over her head. “I never thought I’d hear you say that.” He grinned as he hung his cloak up on an outcropping of rock. “The fact you are teasing me right now means you are far less cold than I am,” Rua growled, hooking her thumbs into her trousers. Renwick’s eyes skimmed down her half-naked body, lust filling them even
