Ride
"I fail to comprehend your refusal to join my family for breakfast." Nikolai said Idly. His attention was fixed on Ophelia, who was sitting in the chair next to the bed and eating a deliciously sauced piece of steak.
She had taken a morning bath and was once more wearing a huge shirt and pants. Unlike the other day, she let her hair down and gave it a ruffled look. Nikolai was unable to do anything other than gape at her like a starved man as her eyes twinkled with each piece of that meat. If only he was focusing so intently on the food, but it wouldn't be normal, would it?
"You really want to die," She responded and licked her lower lips which were smeared with the sauce.
He stifled a moan and glanced away right immediately. "You're already killing me," He mumbled before turning to face her. The corner of his lips twitched when she gave him that bunny-on-the-lookout-for-fresh-carrots expression.