Lorien POV

“I can do that,” I whispered, breath still shaky as he eased out of me and gently lowered my leg back to the floor.

Auren only nodded before tugging me against his chest, one arm wrapped securely around my waist while the other reached for the shampoo. His fingers worked the lather into my hair, slow and careful, like I was something precious.

“What are you doing?” I murmured, hands resting on his sides to steady myself, eyes fluttering shut at the warmth of his ...