AURORA
It was difficult to get the image of Drogo shirtless off my head. For some reason, the image of his muscled, taut, tattooed chest kept on flashing through my mind and I was almost tempted to hit my head against the side of the wall just to stop thinking about it and yet, the memory was relentless. I kept of thinking and thinking and my body came alive with the sudden burst of heat that Ignited my skin. It disconcerted me, confused me even and I was almost tempted to decline his offer of teaching me how to ride a horse. I wondered why he even offered in the first place. It was so random.
If I turned down his offer, he would want to know why and I was certain that I would rather die before I could tell him. I lightly brushed his side with my middle and stepped back immediately as if
