Your Handsome Face
Clara took a deep breath as she made her way to the dining room for an earlier-than-usual dinner. It had been a disaster on her part to expose herself to Gilas like that earlier, but what was done was already done. She did say that they should be used to being naked in each other's presence already, but that was just her trying to put up a brave front against the burning embarrassment running through her veins.
[As if you didn't want him yourself.]
She shook her head as she ignored more of Sheba's usual teasing. She would just have to take things one step at a time. Sure, it was getting harder for her to resist his presence, but she would remain steadfast if only for her principles.
[You and your principles…] her wolf scoffed at her. [How many more reasons will you create before you just go through with it?]
[As many times as it takes until it all feels natural,] Clara inwardly chuckled. [It just… doesn't feel right, alright?]