Chapter 317

Vivica pressed her fingertips to her brow, sleepiness lingering, but she tilted her chin up, letting Damian tie the tassels of her shawl for her.

The silky cashmere brushed against her collarbone, bringing a gentle tingling sensation that made her lashes quiver.

"What are you still staring at?" Her voice was low and husky, with a sleepy softness, and her fingertips absentmindedly tapped his wrist