Sophia Mahoney
Her gaze flicks between Aden and the tub.
His prior request to get inside the tub, and in that commanding tone of his, stirs the butterflies in the pit of her belly.
Sophia lets go of his hand and glances at the water. A predatory confidence and seductive swagger oozes from him.
How can any one person be so sure of himself? The thought has her examining her lack of confidence.
From the corner of her eye, she watches him walk way.
He's so silent and light on his feet, she thinks to herself, finding his quiet steps unusual for his size. Is it because he's not human?
Tentatively, she scans the room, then tracks his movement.
The tan, defined muscles on his back ripple with each breath he takes. His firm, muscular thighs flex as he walks. He grabs a flat remote off the b
