Avery’s POV
I slipped back through the hole in the tent and crawled inside. Lindsey was still unconscious on my bed, snoring softly. I moved quickly, stripping off the slave rags and pulling my dress back on.
Once I was changed, I dragged Lindsey off the bed and laid her on the floor behind my dressing screen. Then, I climbed into bed and pulled the furs up to my chin, positioning myself exactly as I’d been before.
I had just closed my eyes when I heard footsteps outside.
The tent flap opened.
I kept my breathing slow and steady, forcing my body to relax. Through my lashes, I saw Asher’s silhouette in the doorway. He stood there for a long moment, watching me.
My pulse thundered in my ears. Did he know? Had someone seen me leaving?
Asher walked closer, his boots barely making a soun
