Olivia broke into sweat. She was not unfamiliar with that anatomy of men, but so close. Gods. Now she was shivering because of a different reason.
She was feeling so warm wrapped in his scent and arms, but now— now every breath that she took was agonizing, pressing her more into his chest. And even though she wanted to think of a thousand different things, all she felt was how close she was to Kaizan. His hand curled around her and below her body. Her head was resting in the crook of his arm.
In order to shove the thoughts out of her mind, she said, "Why haven't you married so far? I mean you aren't a royal family who is forced into a union." But he was close enough.
