FORTY-ONE

SCARLETT POV

It's been a couple of weeks since we returned. I have returned to my training and I keep myself as busy as possible helping where ever I can. Phoenix has been different since I have been back. He watches me constantly or has one of the guards doing it, but he will bearly touch me. He kisses me like he has to like he has no choice. There is no passion in them anymore.

I am helping Theodore in the training field with some of the younger females. As I finish the session with them, I look to my left and see Phoenix. I pick up my towel and walk over to him; I flinch a little as he goes to wrap his arms around me, but he continues to pull me into a hard, dominant kiss. I return his kiss with just as much dominance, except mine includes the love I have for him. When he finally pulls back, he smiles like there is nothing wrong.

“So, how is my Butterfly today?”

“I am great. Father is starting to give me some of my more serious duties back again.”

“Are you sure you are up to that?”