Chapter 78

“You want it heated up?”

I shake my head. Arrick runs his hand down the back of my hair as I sit at the table with a fluffy robe covering my naked body. I’m completely relaxed, my body sagging, from the hour-long tub, soak we took. The idle chit-chat that was so easy and the twenty minutes of letting him dry and massage every inch of me on the bed were sensual and heavenly, although he did stop my hands from wandering under his towel twice. I feel surreal, completely chilled out, satisfied, and content.

“They will probably taste as good cold.” As I watch him wander off, I open the box and empty the contents onto my plate, digging in and smiling at how amazing they taste. He has on sweatpants, but he’s topless and barefoot. His back is a little marked up like he’s been rolling in barbed wire, and I look away from it guiltily. Not sure if I like what I have done to him. Even though he keeps telling me he likes a girl with claws and assured me several times that he will exp