Ian learned all he could from this revealing night. There were kisses when he caught Eden alone in a room: on the mouth, on the hand, on the nape of the neck. 

In the evenings, when he came to his room, Ian taught her to listen to her body and explore. 

But each time after, he left her alone in her bed. Eden would have liked him to stay a while, to talk with her in a relaxed, intimate way, to tell her how he felt. 

But a noble omega could not afford to cling to her alpha as if they were young lovebirds.

Besides, it would have been unfair...