His Rogue Luna novel Chapter 75

At this point, I wasn't sure what I needed to do to get it off my chest.

I wasn't angry enough to scream at anyone, much less Kieran who had been a victim too, but I couldn't let it all go so easily.

Would he run off with anyone that looked remotely like me and had my name?

I felt a growl building in my chest and I let it out in a small huff.

Suddenly, I felt warm hands on my back, slowly pulling the zipper of my dress down. I looked up at the mirror, watching Kieran as he silently slid off my dress. I stood up from my seat to let it fall onto the floor.

The silence was heavy, but I didn't have anything to say to break it. For once I was lost.

For a while, his eyes ran over my exposed body, considering the only thing I wore under my dress was some red lacy underwear. His fingers touched the tattoo on my sternum before falling away.

He surprised me again by holding my hand and pulling me into the bathroom. The luxurious bathtub was filled with steaming water, and I caught the scents of rose and lavender mixing in the air.

"I prepared a relaxing bath after the crazy day you had," he murmured lowly.

My chest warmed at his consideration and I felt so silly all of a sudden, holding a small grudge against him for something he didn't do.

He guided me towards the water and after removing the last thin piece of fabric, I stepped in, shivering as I sat down before relaxing.

From the corner of my eye, I watched as he took off his shirt, so I closed my eyes and tilted my head back to lean against the bath, waiting for him to join.

I didn't feel the water splash, but I felt his fingers in my hair, gently combing the locks. I opened my eyes, confused and tilted my head further back to look at him.

"You're not getting in?" I asked. He pressed a small kiss to my nose.

"No, tonight's all about you," Again, that warm feeling returned in my chest and this time, I couldn't help the guilt that overwhelmed me.

"Kieran I'm sorry-,"

He hushed me with a kiss, a chaste soft kiss, where he simply pressed his lips against mine. It wasn't hot and passionate, rather it was something softer and sweeter, exactly what I needed in that moment.

"Just let me take care of you," He murmured. I wasn't sure how, but his soft and deep voice washed over me as his words calmed me.

Somehow, I knew it was all going to be alright. And with that, I relaxed back into the tub, getting comfortable and letting him wash me.