To Seduce An Assassin (The Omaja Series Book 2)(106)

Shy minx! His gaze raked over the sheath of hair swinging down her back, over her slender form in the nightshirt. The shapeless garment revealed nothing of her body’s curving beauty, but oh, how well he remembered it from peeping in on her sponge bath the day before. His groin throbbed insistently against the weight of the blanket and he threw the covers back, glad she wasn’t watching him make his way, a bit awkwardly, to the bunk. He almost let out a whoop of joy as he slipped beneath the heather-and-rose-scented sheets of his bed. He adjusted the blankets over his legs up to his waist, turned to face her, and propped up on one elbow, pasting an inviting smile on his face.

But she had disappeared. His eyes scanned the darkness and located her in the cot that he’d just vacated, twisting and snuggling beneath the blankets.

“Thank you so much for agreeing to switch beds, Gabriel. Ooh, you’ve got it all warmed up for me!” she crooned happily from across the cabin.

He stared at her bundled form, slack-jawed, then swore under his breath. Sí, it’s all warmed up for you, all right. He turned over to fluff the pillows in frustration.