Lorien’s POV

“No one could’ve seen me,” I said, tugging at the tie of my robe and watching the way his eyes flickered with sudden alertness. “I stayed covered until I walked into the kitchen.”

My voice softened, teasing. “Well except for Lysandra. But I don’t think she minded. She couldn’t stop staring. Maybe she liked what she saw. Do you?”

“Do I?” Auren echoed, sounding caught off guard. “Did I like what I saw?”

“Do you think Lysandra cared that she had to ...