The King’s Seduction
My breath shudders as I try not to give into his seduction.
He reaches out, touching my leg under the water, the feeling so real I gasp. "Do you remember how my touch used to make you feel?"
A burning need rears up within me, to grab him and pull him toward me. Fight the urge, knowing this isn't real, knowing that I can kiss him in this moment and I will wake tomorrow feeling nothing but regret.
"Admit it to me, that you still want me," Marek continues, the firmness in his voice enough to convince me to admit it, to believe it.