The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 35 I hoped one day I would be with someone again who did react to seeing me naked. My memory flashed back to my mystery mate in the woods. That man had worshipped my body, and made every inch of me sing. Compared to that, Gideon's assessing stare was nothing. Fine. If he could seem unaffected, so could t. "Put me down." This time I didn't ask, or whine, I just said it. Surprisingly, it worked. Gideon lowered me to my feet next to the tub. "Turn around." I ordered. He hesitated. "I will," he said finally, "after you are in that tub." He pointed one finger at the water.

"Successfully." "Fair." I said under my breath and gritted my teeth. My track record today was Me = o, the Floor = 1. I shifted my weight to my good leg, and stepped into the water, still robed. I am embarrassed to admit that I did lean on Gideon's forearm slightly to keep my balance. My balance was definitely off. "Ok, turn around now." I said. "You're not in the water yet." He pointed out. "Let me help." Quickly he yanked the tie off my robe so that it fell open. In another swift movement he pulled it off my shoulders, steadying me as I wobbled with a firm hand on my abdomen.

with a splash of water, dunking my head under. I came up sputtering, streaming and spitting water and wiping it out of my eyes. "Why did you do that?!" I squealed. "I'm turning around now." Gideon raised one eyebrow, looked

on Gideon's back where he lounged against the doorframe, staring out into the room. At least, as far as I could tell, he wasn't peeking. Quickly I washed and conditioned my hair, and ducked myself under the water to rinse once more. Finally, I was finished. "Ahem," I coughed, "My robe please." 1/2 Courteously, Gideon retrieved a fresh towel and bathrobe from

though I weighed nothing, even soaking wet. I stood on the bathmat, dripping water, and hastily dressed myself in my robe. "Now, if you're done..." Gideon offered me an arm and