Chapter 103

"Hand me another towel."

The deep voice grazed her spine and raised the hairs on her body. She fought to keep her gaze level as she grabbed a towel and passed it to him.

Riftan took the towel from her in a languid motion. As he soaked it in a washbasin and began wiping his legs, Maxi turned away and fidgeted with her skirt to avoid stealing glances at him. Every nerve in her body seemed fixed on him. She wet her parched lips.

Her fingertips tingled with the desire to caress him all over. She found herself suppressing the shameful feeling before it occurred to her that there was nothing wrong with touching her husband. Hadn't Riftan himself emphasized that it was only natural for a husband and wife?

Maxi impulsively walked up behind him and placed her hand on his smooth, muscular back. Riftan stiffened and pushed her hand aside.

"Don't do this," he said in a low growl.

Startled, Maxi pulled back. Her face heated at the rejection.

"F-Forgive…"