Rocbouquet ran her fingers over the simple knot in the belt of Noel's bathrobe. She could have it undone faster than anyone would see and have her hands on his warm skin.

Yet she hesitated and gave her brother a coy little smile. Surely, he could stop her just as quickly, and yet he didn't even seem poised to move.

Noel echoed her smile, almost daring her to do more than just tease.

She had no interest in a standoff. That would just be a waste of time.

And so the knot was undone, and she claimed what she wanted.