Husk

"Oh, I thought Sky was here," Fagua said as came in, wearing a black lace lingerie set that left nothing to the imagination. Her breasts and nipples were on display, and I wanted to leap up and touch them, but I couldn't.

Not after my erection, which appeared at the mere sight of her, was put down the moment she asked for Sky.

"It's just me," I barked as I walked past her. Trying not to be intoxicated with her perfume. Her hair was tied up and she had on light makeup—not that she needed it—and all this effort was for Sky, not me.

She reached out her hand to stop me from leaving her room. "Sky was going to join us, but he said the tension between us meant that maybe we should be alone again."

I shrugged. "Maybe it's because of the time I locked you up. I've apologized, but we don't seem to get past that."

She turned away from me, avoiding my stare. It infuriated me even more. It was as if the sight of me repulsed her.

"Apologized? I must have been absent for that," she whispered, as