My heart was still doing somersaults when the flames emerged from Ramon's mouth and heated the water in the pool before us. When he was done, he glanced sideways at me.
"It is time," he said.
"You won't turn around?" I twiddled my fingers like a teenager who was getting asked to prom.
His lips quirked upwards in mild amusement.
"Fine." I rolled my eyes.
"Whenever you are ready."
A lump formed in my throat as his eyes locked on to mine. Anticipation reflected within those twin red orbs, and for a moment I wanted to turn away like the last time so he wouldn't see the embarrassment on my face while I disrobed.
Another thought echoed in my mind. Why was I freaking out? He had already seen me naked more than once. He had even done more than 'see me.' He had touched me. What was there to
