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THIRTY-THREE
KRIS:
Lucian had kept me in bed all day. Not that I was complaining but I missed the others.
We'd been in the room since after breakfast. I was missing the regular chatter and their stupid asses.
"Angel," I called, while drawing patterns on his chest.
I'd been lying on him all day and he hadn't made a move to get me of him.
Superhuman.
"Mmmhmmm". He answered, rubbing my back.
"I'm bored". I whined.
"There are a lot of things we can do
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