CHAPTER FORTY ONE

Dylan’s POV.

I woke up grumpy from sleeping for almost a day. My palms closed over my face as my mouth opened in a yawn.

A satisfactory grin as I stood from the bed, heading into the bathroom. A nice warm bathtub greeted me with its steam saturating the area. I smiled despite myself, a bounce in my movements as I walked over to the bathtub.

My clothes fell off my shoulders in one quick move. I slid into the bathtub, feeling the heat of the water open my pours, absorbing its warmth. I let out a moan, throwing my head backwards as I sank to the bottom of the tub.

The walk outside was dreary as I walked into the dining. Devin sat at one end with his hands under his jaw, locked in thought. I walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. I moaned into his ears.

He was up and standing in moments, startled and with a look of surprise. I laughed at his reaction as the kitchen maid and servants stopped to stare at us, returning to their duties, when they realized it was me playing a pran