I attempted to walk past him but lost my balance. Ethan caught me before I could fall, his strong arms enfolding me once again.
"Let me go," I mumbled, pushing weakly against his chest.
But my body betrayed me, melting into his embrace as if it remembered a time when his touch meant safety and love.
Ethan held me tightly, his amber eyes darkening as he looked down at my flushed face. The scent of moonlight wine on my breath mingled with my natural lavender scent, creating an intoxicating combination.
"You never could hold your alcohol," he murmured, his voice deeper than before.
I felt his hand slide up my back, tangling in my damp hair. My nightgown had slipped off one shoulder, exposing more skin than I intended.
The bag of herbs dropped to the floor as Ethan's other hand cup
