Damn it.
She needed to brew a potion, anything to quell the heat and desire flaring through her veins, stirred mercilessly by the bond between them.
Before she could choke on her own breath, she cleared her throat and blurted, "Your Highness, it's highly improper to walk around shirtless."
Crap!
The words had slipped out too fast, too carelessly. But hell, she couldn't stand those greedy women eyeing his perfect, sculpted body like he was up for sale.
Kai chuckled low in his throat. Was she… jealous? Gods, that face_ so adorably flustered_ was worth every second of torment.
He stepped closer, his voice dropping as he bent down, invading her space until her breath caught. "Are you jealous, wife?"
Her hackles rose. Shameless demon.
She shot a glare toward Arkilla and the passersby whose smirks were growing wider by the second. "People are watching us."
