Pregnancy hadn't made Elaria gain any weight.
Her back was still pale and slender. Her dark hair hung loosely over her shoulders, and the hot water streamed down her shoulder blades, pooling in that small hollow at her waist-right where a light red mole stood out so strikingly.
"I'll help you wash," Sebastian said, reaching out to steady her delicate frame.
Startled, Elaria slapped him instinctively.
The sound echoed. She leaned back against the warm tiles, lips trembling, wide eyes fixed on him. She couldn't hear him, couldn't catch what he meant, and feared he might have other intentions-after all, it had been a long time since he'd touched her.
Sebastian's handsome face was turned to the side, a faint redness on his cheek.
He looked embarrassed. After a pause, he gav
