539 Old Friends

RETH

He took his time finding the longest of his shirts, then helped her sit up and put it on. The buttons were taxed to their limits over the swell of her belly, and the sleeves hung so far past her hands that she laughed.

Reth helped her roll them up, then tried to get the open collar to set closer. There was an inch of shadow between her breasts where the shirt came to a V over them. But Elia laughed and slapped his hands away. "You think Brant has any interest in my cleavage?" she said lightly.

Reth muttered something about there being no need to tempt the male, but Elia just giggled and started to scoot herself off the furs.

"Whoa! No! You stop right there," Reth ordered.

Elia froze, then frowned. "Reth, I can walk into the Great Room. I'll sit down as soon as I get in there. It's not much further than walking to the water closet."