Fleeting Peace

Rosalind shot Kaelen a glare. "I need to check your wound again, the light was terrible earlier."

Leaning back, Kaelen propped his hands on the bed, an eyebrow cocked playfully, "You help me take it off."

Suppressing a smile, Rosalind bent over and, with a deft touch, gripped the hem of his clothes, slowly peeling it upward.

Suddenly, Kaelen's strong hands captured hers, pulling her into his embra