Chapter 75. Bella POV

I adjusted the dining chair back to the sleeping Alexander whilst Lucien looked around the room. He was a fish out of water in the grand surroundings of gold, porcelain and mahogany but had the body of a king. As he walked around the room taking in the possessions I couldn't help watching him slyly.

His muscles strained against the white shirt and I longed to just help it over his head and release him. I licked my lips without thinking and he muttered, "doesn't look like much healing is going on there," as his eyes caught me staring at him.

I blushed, tucking stray hairs behind my ear and walked towards him. He stood against the fireplace, an elbow resting on the huge stone mantlepiece as the flame danced up the chimney.

Approaching him he watched me like a tiger, trying to work out my intentions. I silently placed my hands on his huge chest, finally answering my mental questions of just how that tightly stretched cotton over muscle would feel.

On my