Nina walked behind the Alpha as they returned to the chambers after dinner, her eyes on his back.
She watched his legs as he moved. His strides were long but careful, and he barely made a sound walking. Now that she thought about it, he barely made a sound doing anything. He always—
"Ouch."
Rodrigo had stopped, and she landed against his back.
She took a step back, rubbing at her forehead, and only then realized they were already at his door.
He looked at her once and went inside. Nina followed, closing the door quietly behind her.
Her eyes went to the bed and stayed there a moment before they moved, slowly, to the couch.
Now why had she mentioned the couch.
She bit her lower lip as she stared at it. She didn't want to sleep on the couch.
Rodrigo crossed to the bed and lay down, pulling the quilt over himself, his hand resting over his forehead.
