Micha stood in water, mesmerized as he saw Eli undress. Eli had muscular arms and chest, which tapered to a small waist. Unlike the smooth statues of androgynous naked males in the temples, some hair appeared on Eli’s chest and arms and Eli exuded masculinity, far from a gender-neutral statue.
Micha’s heart beat faster and his breathing quickened. He crouched further into the recess of the dark pool to hide his body’s involuntary reaction to Eli. He pursed his lips, thankful that the sun had set and no human was in proximity.
How can he be a witch when he is so beautiful?
He remembered Yusuf’s words.
He will not hurt me. I can trust him. That is what Yusuf said.
The last few days taught him that Yusuf was right.
Eli’s naked form moved into the water and as much as Micha wanted to tur
