There was such a weariness in Aidan, he felt he might never move again. He could only stand in the doorway and stare at Alexandria, unable to believe his good fortune, unable to believe she was really with him, really forever in his life. Why him? Why was he the one staring into enormous sapphire eyes overflowing with joy at seeing him? Why not Gregori, who had given so much to their people, who had suffered so much and lost so much of himself in the process? Why not Julian, his soulmate, his twin, so dark and twisted with loneliness? Why was it that the gods had chosen to favor him?
“Because we were meant for one another,” she said softly, reading his thoughts. “Gregori has his lifemate, Aidan, and he has chosen to give her time to grow up. He’ll hold out; he has hope to keep him strong. As for your brother, I know him from your thoughts and memories. He has your strength, and he will endure forever if necessary.”
Aidan raked an unsteady hand through his windblown hair. He leaned his weight against the doorjamb and simply watched her with his unblinking golden gaze. She was so beautiful, so brave. Had he really done anything in his lifetime to deserve her, the happiness she brought him, the joy?
Alexandria shook her head, a slow smile curving her mouth, deepening the dimple that so intrigued him. “Of course you don’t deserve me. I’m so good and brave and perfect.” Her smile was teasing, frankly sexy, and as she shifted slightly beneath the fizzing bubbles her full breasts broke the surface, inviting his suddenly heated gaze.
“And so beautiful. Do not forget beautiful,” he said softly and straightened abruptly, his muscles rippling.
She felt her heart jump in anticipation. “Maybe. You certainly make me feel beautiful.” She tilted her chin, her sapphire eyes sexy, speculative. The look made his blood race.
His hand went to the buttons of his shirt, and he slowly slipped each one free, his eyes holding hers. She didn’t look away or look scared. Instead, she smiled that slow, sexy smile of blatant invitation.
“You have something in your mind, piccola,” he murmured softly, his body tightening in anticipation.
She shrugged, a lazy movement that sent ripples along the bubbling surface of the water. “I decided now would be a good time to try out something from one of those fantasies of yours.”
The shirt floated to the floor unnoticed. She had eyes only for him, an urgent singing in her blood, a fire sweeping through her.
“Do I have fantasies?” he asked softly. His body tightened, hardened, wanted, and needed. He could barely speak, barely move.
Her laughter slid over his skin caressingly. “I’d say some pretty interesting ones. But don’t get too excited. We’re going to start with something easy.”
His eyebrows rose as he reached down to remove his shoes and socks. His every movement was unhurried and lazy, but his eyes were molten with heat as his gaze devoured her. Alexandria’s breath caught in her throat. He was bending over, that was all, a casual, everyday movement, but his face was so sensual, his body so fluid yet controlled. She bit her lip, her lashes falling to hide her sudden surge of desire.
“I want you to want me, Alexandria,” he chided softly. “I need to know you want me. Do not hide from me.”
In spite of herself, her mouth was already curving in response, her dimples deepening. “It’s just that you’re so beautiful, Aidan.”
“Women are beautiful, not men.”
“You are beautiful,” she corrected him. “Look at yourself through my eyes.” It was a teasing challenge.
He found it hard to resist. And there was something sexy about seeing himself the way she saw him. The wanting, the needing. The hunger. His hands went to his slacks, pushing them from his hips with a deliberate slowness that sent anticipation curling through her.
“See?” She shifted to her knees in the tub, the bubbles fizzing around her narrow rib cage, her breasts bare and gleaming with beaded water. Her eyes were on his lean hips and hard, jutting masculinity as he stepped into the sunken tub, the bubbles swirling around his legs like tiny tongues lapping at his skin.