Alaric pinched Emerald’s waist tightly. “Emerald, stop it. I know what you’re doing…”

He smirked, though internally he was furious. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body closer to his. Emerald leaned against him, her breath hot and heavy in his ear.

“Really? Can you tell me what it’s about… inside? It’s kind of windy here…” Emerald was surprised by the intense flirtation in her own voice.

“Damn you…” Alaric muttered. In an instant, he stood up, lifting her effortlessly.

She wrapped her legs around Alaric's waist until she felt the soft bed beneath her. One leg was bent, and her bathrobe hung loosely from her...