Chapter Forty-Five: Invasion Pt 1

My body slips into a state of pure bliss as Silas’ fingers lightly travel up and down my bare back, his heart still racing beneath my ear as I lay against his chest drawing senseless patterns on his pectorals, leaving little goosebumps in their wake.

“I’ve never had sex in my bed,” I spontaneously blurt out.

Silas shifts to get a better look at me, surprise filling his features. “Never?”

“This just always felt like my private space away from everything. I never wanted to share it with anyone.”

“No one at all?” he asks suggestively.

I roll my eyes. “If that was your not-so-subtle way of asking if Castor has been in my bed, the answer is no.”

“Does this mean you trust me again?”

“That would imply I trusted you at all,” I say lazily.

“I suppose that’s fair,” he concedes, surprisingly satisfied by my response.

His fingers resume moving up and down my spine, his touch feeling no lighter than a feather. It still astounds me that such deadly hands can be so gentle.

“Do you trust me