I Want That Woman

[Amya’s POV]

I stood in the bathroom staring at myself in the mirror. After delivering the old man’s message to Mykel, he insisted that we take a bath to get rid of any excess…fluids from our fun during the night. That fact made me slightly nervous about this meeting with the Thunder Ridge guild.

Should I be worried since he wanted to impress?

Despite being assured that it wouldn’t be that big of a deal, I couldn’t seem to calm down.

"Are you hoping to switch places with your reflection?" Mykel murmured, stepping up behind me.

Not responding, I met his mischievous gaze in the mirror while his hands began to travel along my skin.

"What are you planning?"

"To help you calm down."

Shivering, I closed my eyes and let my head rest on Mykel’s shoulder. As much as I would have loved that, gramps had made it clear that Thunder Ridge would be here soon.

"I appreciate the thought, but we really should only focus on washing."

Opening my eyes again, I turned around to meet Mykel’s disappointed ga