“You know what the hardest part is, liessa? I don't even know why I'm fighting this need. You would have me, wouldn't you?'

'Yes,' I whispered without a hint of shame or guilt. It was the truth, even if there was no deal, no duty to be carried out. And that should've terrified me.

'I would have you.' His lips coasted over mine. A tremble coursed through me as the tips of his fingers trailed down the side of my throat and over my shoulder. 'You would have me.'

Those fingers followed the vee of the robe, gliding over the swell of my breast. 'Yes.'

'They why can't we?”