Chapter 81: Family Portraits.

MARIA

"Stop staring at me like that."

A perfectly curved brow lifted. "Like what?"

After they had finally managed to drag themselves out of the shower—turned out Maria had not needed to seduce him much after all—he'd dried her up before drying himself. She'd wanted to do it herself but apparently, Bran was in a peculiar mood and he'd insisted on doing it.

He had wanted to dress her too, but Maria had smacked his hand away, telling him that she wasn't disabled. She had no idea why he would want to willingly dress her when he would not be getting anything out of it, so she tried to imagine herself clothing him. Picking out his outfit and helping him wear them one by one. The amount of pleasure she got just from imagining it alone, had her wondering how much more she would get from the actual act.

She'd settled for him picking her outfit instead and Bran had walked into their shared closet—yes, they now shared a closet—with an excited glint in his eyes.

She'd laughed when he'd come out