Come…
Ileus leaned over her and said in a voice so sexy that it touched the nest of butterflies with large wings in her stomach, "Don't you care about me?"
Anastasia's eyes widened slightly as his spicy, woodsy scent surrounded her. She inhaled his scent and her eyes became heavy lidded. She brought her hand to touch his cheek. "I care a lot about you."
"Do you?"
She nodded.
He inched forward. "Ana, I want to thank you."
She felt happy. "If you are talking about how I saved you from the Yardrak, then it is nothing. I did what I had to, what I wanted to."
His breath fanned her cheeks.
"You would have done the same for me," she said under his mesmerizing effect. She fell under his spell.