Puca turned, stepping into the narrow shower stall. He looked back at Lola, holding out his hand to her as she looked up at him.
Her eyes flicked over to the running water and back to Puca. She was afraid of what might happen in the shower as her toes sunk into the plush bath mat.
“Are you joining me?” He asked, his tone commanding yet giving her the chance to say no if she wanted to.
“I’m afraid to.”
“Nothing will happen. I know you fed will with Bodach.” Puca said, bringing his hand up to run his fingers over her cheek with a feather-light touch that made her eyes flutter shut and her heart thud quicker in her chest.
“Nothing will happen in the shower?”
“Oh something will happen, but Lola…” He said with a long pause. His thumb moving over her lower lip as she opened her eyes. Looki
