17. Vegetarian Crocodile

"I'm doing this for survival, not to betray Cayden. Besides, we'll just be touching. Nothing will happen," Emily thought as she took off her bathrobe. After preparing her position, she said, "Come in!"

She turned her back to Prince. Her hands were clenched in front of her chest, being on guard in case any naughty fingers tried to cross the line.

However, as soon as Prince touched her skin, her worries disappeared. The man just pressed his chest against her back. There's still some distance to the bottom. His hand that slipped into the crook of Emily's neck ended up on her arm. While his other hand politely cupped Emily's hands as if protecting them from the cold.

"Is this enough? Are you comfortable?" he whispered, making the hairs on Emily's neck bristle.

"Y-yes." Emily's eyes fluttered as she caught her breath. "Now let's sleep. We have to continue the mission once the storm passes."

"Yes. Hopefully the storm won't last long. Good night, Miss Harper."

Emily nodded slight