“Not really your highness I'm just hot.”
The irony of her words were not lost on him. With her t-shirt clinging to her curves and the darkness of her hair catching the light she was gorgeous. Dangerous, he reminded himself, dangerous to everything he needed to keep track of. His head wasn't cooperating with that thought. The temptation to slip into the pool and catch her up in his arms was strong. He was an expert at denying himself many pleasures but this might be one temptation he couldn't. Preservation spoke sense to him and reminded Rahim that she was light on food, heavy on a full bodied red and angry enough at him to be resourceful.