Amelia’s POV
My eyes widened and I couldn’t tear them away from his throbbing bulge no matter how hard I tried. I swallowed as I shook my head in an attempt to get myself to snap out of whatever I was about to think about.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” I yelled, my hands shaking as I turned my back on him, earning a roaring laugh out of him.
“Suddenly you’re shy? It’s nothing you haven’t seen before, stop being a prude.” He snapped and from how close his voice sounded, I could tell that he was behind me.
“Prude? You’re calling me a prude when you’re the one being a pervert.” I snapped back as I turned to face him and he laughed again.
Heat rushed to my cheeks and I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that my cheeks were already as red as my own blood because I could see it in the mi
