Page 59 of Snow Hunted

She sighed and walked to the bathroom. “I’m taking a shower.”

I heard the water click on and walked over to the window. I smashed my hand against the sill in frustration and felt the beast within wanting to come out.

No. It had to stay away.

I was not the beast.

It did not control me.

I found some blankets in the drawer and laid them out on the floor and grabbed a pillow off the bed.

Snow was walking out a little while later, wrapped in one towel, while using another to dry her hair.

“Do you know if they have any spare clothes downstairs?”

“I’ll go check.” I tried not to stumble over my words as my cock grew hard, seeing her barely wrapped in only a towel. I needed to get hold of myself.

She was off limits before and she sure as shit is now.

I shut the door, making sure it latched. I didn’t need someone getting nosy and helping themselves to my- to Snow.

I saw several villagers and huntsmen downstairs at the bar drinking and chatting about going after some beast in the woods. Perhaps I could join them to help get my mind off all the things I wanted to do to Snow in the room upstairs.

Fuck!

I shook my head and walked over to the woman behind the desk.

“Do you have any spare clothes?”

She looked me up and down. “You, darling, are a little bigger than most of my customers.”

“Not for me. For the girl I was with.”

“Beautiful girl. She looks familiar. What’s her name?”

My gaze narrowed. “Scarlet.”

She thought about it for a moment. “Name doesn’t ring a bell.”

“She must have one of those faces. She gets that a lot.”

The woman nodded, then pointed me to a box of clothes. I filtered through them, looking for anything that looked like it would fit her, but not be too revealing. Apparently, a lot of women who forgot their clothes here were women that would fit in well at Ruby’s tavern.

I grabbed the best thing I could find and nodded at the clerk and walked back upstairs.

Snow was standing in the bathroom, completely nude, brushing her hair when I walked in.

“Seriously?” I barked.

“What? The towel kept dropping.”

I handed her the clothes, turning my head away.

“We’re going to pretend that you haven’t seen my body and I haven’t seen yours? That’s what we’re doing?”

I jiggled the clothes in my hand without speaking.

“Ok. Noted.”

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