“You enjoyed it, don’t lie.”
I did. But I did not enjoy that I liked it. No matter, I wasn’t about to tell him that.
My thoughts trailed back to Silas, and guilt washed over me. Though, why should I feel guilty? He was married now.
I glanced over my shoulder again, Roland now rinsing himself off in the waterfall.
He was cocky. Vulgar. But also…intriguing.
He wiped the water from his eyes as he backed out of the stream and smiled at me.
The sun was high in the sky. The warm glow that was cast on him made him look like he was in a painting.
His smile faded as I studied him, and my heart began to beat quickly as he moved towards me. I wanted to run away—get as far from him as possible, but at the same time, I wanted to know how his bare body felt pressed against mine.
“It doesn’t look like you are bathing, Lena.” He glanced down into the water, and when I looked, I realized I had kept my little cube of soap beneath the whole time.
I cursed as I lifted my hands out. The soap cube was nearly dissolved. I realized my breasts were no longer under the water, and I flushed as I met his gaze with wide eyes. This moment was entirely too familiar.
He smiled, his hazel eyes dark with desire. “I have seen you before, remember?” he purred.
“That wasn’t my choice,” I breathed.
He raised a brow and tilted his head to the side. “What would be your choice now, Lena?”
I stilled. He moved in closer until he was just inches away. I stared up at him, completely frozen. I felt a desire I hadn’t felt in a very, very long time.
He smiled as he leaned by my ear. “You’re blushing,” he whispered, and my eyes became heavy. His voice sent chills down my spine and heat throughout my body.
“Roland, Silas wants you.”
I jumped, and I whirled my head back to see Hendry, who thankfully could only see my back. He shifted uncomfortably.
“Really? I didn’t know he was into men,” he teased, though I could sense his annoyance at the interruption.
Hendry rolled his eyes and then looked at me, his face slightly flushing.
“Apologies for interrupting,” he said quietly.
“You weren’t interrupting anything,” I said a little too loudly, fumbling with my hair. I looked back at Roland, who just smirked at me.
“Now, Roland.”
He groaned and lifted himself out of the water. I looked away towards Hendry, who was already making his way back to camp.
After a few moments, Roland spoke. “You can look now, Ginger Snap.”
“Like I can trust you,” I muttered, looking at him anyway. He had his pants back on and was holding his shirt.
“You can get out. Don’t worry, I’ll turn away.”
“What, so we can walk back together so everyone thinks—”
“That we fucked?”
“Gods, you are so—ugh!”
He chuckled, and I hurled a fireball at him, his eyes widening just as he dodged the move.
