CHAPTER TWENTY TWO-THE MIRROR

While the thunder rolled outside the window, the cool air from the drafty old windows blew across Rafik’s face and woke him as the goosebumps rose on his arms. Tessa groaned at the disturbance, so he kissed her shoulder and pulled the blanket over it.

Taking the watch from his nightstand, he squinted his sleepy eyes and sighed as he laid it back down. He’d received a special order the night before, and it was urgent.

Trying not to wake her, he lifted the leg she had clamped down on his thigh, then slid out from underneath, and she growled like a kitten at its milk bowl when he left the bed.

Looking over her naked body wrapped up in his bed, he blinked his eyes and grinned as he pulled his pants over his underwear and fastened them.

Lost in her womanly wiles once again last night, he didn’t get a chance to give her the surprise he had, so he grabbed his cloak from the chair.

The little box was lined in velvet, and when he pushed it