succeeded in moving yourself even while you are tied to a chair.”
His voice scared the crap out of her, making her jump. She turned to face him and wished she hadn’t when she saw him. He was bare chested and wore a pair of black tight pants that showed off the muscles in his legs. Droplets of water trailed down his chest to his stomach then disappear into his waistband. He was towel drying his hair that was now free from any dirt or mud. She had to admit, he cleaned up very nicely even if she did hate him.
“Your turn,” he told her and walked over to where she had scooted to.
“Oh hell no!” She struggled to scoot farther away, however she was stopped in her tracks.
“Isobel,” he said her name for the first time. “I am weary and ready to get in my bed. We can do this the hard way or the easy way. Which will it be?”
She saw the threat in his eyes but she couldn’t help to challenge him. He couldn’t be serious about bathing her. “I can bathe myself, thank you.”
“It’s the hard way I guess!” H e picked her up, chair and all then walked to the bathroom.
“Put me down, you big goon!” She kicked her legs.
He did put her down after they were in the bathroom. He untied her arms then turned around to run the water into the tub sitting in the middle of the room. A small fireplace heated the small the room, making it comfortable to take a bath.
“Strip,” he said.
“No.”
He let out an exasperated breath. “Strip or I will do it for you.”
By now she knew he was a man of his word. Just when she thought he wouldn’t possibly do something he threatened, he would do it.
“I will not take off my clothes in front of a strange man!” She folded her arms across her chest.
“Oh, so you take your clothes off for men you know? Well, you know my name so that means you know me. Strip!”
“N…” she went to reply then suddenly shut her mouth when he advance d on her. “I’ll do it!” she squeaked to keep him away. She pulled off the wet socks and threw them at his bare feet. Next, she pulled her shirt up over her head and did the same thing with it. She stood there in her bra with her cheeks burning. She hesitated before removing her sweat pants. Once she removed those she would be totally exposed to his roaming eyes.
“The pants too.”
She rolled her eyes then jerked her sweats down to her ankles. The chair she had been tied to was a good support for her while she stepped out of the pants.
“Satisfied?” She glared at him.
“I will allow you to keep on those scraps of material only until you are in the water.” He nodded to the tub filling with steaming water.
The wooden floor was cold under her feet as she walked slowly over to the tub. The side of the tub was too high for her to just climb over, but her dilemma was quickly resolved when he lifted her by the waist and put her in the water. This was going to be the most humiliating experience of her life.
Chapter 5
Jakar was having a hard time controlling the lust he felt as he watched his prisoner disrobe in front of him. He should be ashamed of himself for making her do such an action in front of a total strange, but he had this gnawing need to see what was under the wet clothes that already revealed too much.
The flimsy material covering her breasts and the triangle between her legs didn’t hide very much, but it had left him with a wanting he hadn’t expected to feel. Something was trying to tell him this woman was not a spy as he insisted she was. The stories he had heard of a woman coming from far away to help destroy a powerful enemy , had been nothing but a myth to him that he refused to believe. For so long now, the two halves of Aslog had been at war that no one hardly remembered a time when the two were united. It was equally hard to think