Zerina’s point of view

“I’m just going to massage you,” I told him, trying to sound confident even though my heart was bouncing unevenly inside my chest. “Just lie down there and… watch the magic happen.”

The moment those words left my mouth, I wanted to grab them and shove them back inside.

What magic? Whose magic? That word was so silly of me to use. I giggled inwardly.

But to my surprise Lysander didn’t object.

He didn’t tease me.

He didn’t ...