Chapter Twenty Four

Nala.

I almost went to his room, snuck in and made myself at home, but i didn’t have that much self-confidence. No, my courage abandoned me after my long, hot shower and then i slipped into my nightgown. It wasn’t like what I had worn for him before. The straps were not delicate thin strings and my breasts weren’t cradled by intricately woven lace. Silk did not caress my skin.

No, i was heavily pregnant, which meant comfortable cotton that was thin so I didn’t get hot or constrict my movements.

I stared at myself in the mirror, looking at this tent of a nightgown that covered me, and wondered what Salvatore saw in me. I was… as big as a house.

But when he looked at me with need in his eyes, i felt as i had when we first had sex. Beautiful. Seductive. Wanted.

The question was, did he truly want me now? It had been hours since I had seen

him, hours since the truth had been revealed and Salvatore stated he wanted me forever, in his bed and in his life. Even Perrin believed the same