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“Absolutely,” I tell her honestly, scooting off the bed with her in my arms.

“Don’t think this gets you out of telling me about the golden shower,” she warns, making my sister and Sidney howl with laughter.

“Fuck, the orgasm didn’t give you amnesia?” I bark with laughter.

“Orgasm?” Isaac asks as he and Grayson come in wearing towels around their waists. They both look lighter, and I’m glad for it. They’ve been growly bastards lately.

“A distraction tactic that clearly didn’t work,” I smile. “I mean, it did but…”

Pushing my shoulder as her cheeks color, I decide that I love the color rose on her. I need to ask my sister to keep an eye out for a dress to match it.

“I haven’t developed amnesia!” Silla teases. “I want to know about the golden shower.”

Gray and Isaac chuckle as they move to get dressed, knowing exactly what this is about. Walking into the bathroom, I drop her slowly so that her feet meet the ground. Pushing her pants off her waist so that they both drop to her feet with her panties, she stands there naked, waiting.

Blowing out a breath, I spin to turn on the shower, leaving my boxers on, hissing as my cum starts to dry. I don’t want to trigger or upset her, and I don’t know how far to push. I’ll suffer.

“Get in with me?” I ask. “Put your hair up so it’s just a quick rinse off.”

Grabbing a hair tie out of the few littered on the counter, she nods as she gathers her hair in a messy bun, securing it.

“Spill, Ayden,” she murmurs, getting into the shower with me.

“So there was once this girl who didn’t know how to keep her hands off what isn’t hers…” I begin, and I completely spill my guts.

I never want to keep anything from her again, pinky swear or not.

Ten

SILLA

Ishould feel awkward this morning after I got Ayden and I off as Sidney made Andrya come next to us, but I don’t. I needed to take back a piece of myself, even if it’s just for right now.

“Good morning, Kitten,” Ayden says sleepily as he slides coffee to me. “Want some French toast?”

I’m not sure I could eat initially, but my stomach makes the decision for me by aggressively growling.

Snorting, Ayden turns away to start pulling things out.

“You’re not cooking,” Grayson chuckles. I can’t say he runs to Ayden, because his strides are too big to be called that. “Sit and cuddle Silla.”

Ayden pouts, turning to stand behind me and wraps his arms around my waist as I sip my coffee.

“I think I’m getting the better end of the deal.” He grins, kissing my neck.

“We’ll just be here all day if you do it,” Grayson tells him. “You’re a perfectionist when you cook.”

“I like it to be pretty and shit,” Ayden says with a shrug. Grayson shakes his head as he gets to work, muttering under his breath. Leaning into Ayden’s arms, I relax completely. It’s so nice to just be able to enjoy them.

“Good morning,” Isaac yawns as he walks straight for the coffee maker. “What are our plans for today?”

“You’re the planner in our group aren’t you?” Ayden asks, rolling his eyes playfully.

“We can’t fuck off all day,” Isaac reminds him. “Aren’t you going shopping today, Silla?”

“Yes, I need a dress for the masquerade, and more casual clothing as well,” I agree. “I realized that my lists on corrupt officials and dignitaries versus not looks like a hit list, but I don’t know how else to dig out the filth in our kingdom.”

“You’re right, it’s a literal infection, because it seems to be spreading throughout the kingdom. Cinder and the King have no interest in changing anything,” Sidney says, stepping into the room. I didn’t realize he had been propped against the wall.