Damian's eyes opened as he realized Lucian was turning toward him in his arms. The last thing he remembered from the night before was having her in his arms as they both faced right and slowly fell asleep after an intense, no-need-for-lowering-your-voice session.
Now her face was inches from his as she smiled, her naked figure still in his arms.
"You snore, you know that?" she said.
"I do not!" Damian defended his sleeping honor.
"You do. It was so loud, all the fishes ran away."
"I think those ran away last night, when you—"
"Shhh.."
She put a finger on his lips. Then, in her sexy, playful voice, she said,
"You are wrong, Lord Keeper. I will not have it. All lies are revealed fully before this—Frostmother."
"Oh, is that so?" That was his limit.
