LOGINShe had grown used to seeing him in his loud floral Hawaiian shirts, but never in something like this. And she couldn’t quite explain why it amused her so much.Was it because he looked oddly… endearing, wearing that apron?Damn it. Just last night, she had been seething with anger at him. That very
Phillian’s lips pressed shut once more, as though sealing in whatever words had threatened to escape. He fell silent, lost in thought.Then, without another word, he quietly walked toward the bedroom door, opened it, and stepped out. But before closing it, he turned back to her, his eyes resting on
Calley didn’t know how long she had been staring at the painting hanging above the headboard in Phillian’s room. It was a different painting now—not the one he had once made for her.Of course, Phillian had taken that down. Why wouldn’t he?But…Her gaze wandered across the room, unsettled. Why had
The loud ringtone jolted Calley awake, making her straighten in her seat. She turned her head to the side, catching sight of Phillian still focused on the wheel, driving steadily.She blinked, groggy. She hadn’t even realized she had fallen asleep. Shaking off the haze, she shifted her gaze out the
“Phillian! What are you doing?! You can’t force me to come back to Asteria!”“Who told you I’m bringing you back there?”She froze.Where was Phillian planning to take her?When the only possible place dawned on her, she gasped. But she didn’t have the chance to speak again before they reached the t
“Ugh, you look terrible.”That was the first thing Sacred said when they met, two days after she had confirmed her condition. They met at a restaurant near her apartment.“I had to fly all the way from Texas just to meet you,” he said as he sat across from her, his gaze fixed. “Make sure this is wor
Calley shook her head playfully, hiding the anticipation tugging at her lips. Sliding into the front seat, she adjusted herself comfortably while Phillian waited patiently, making sure she fastened her seatbelt first. Once she did, he leaned his elbow on her open window and bent closer, his face inc
Calley’s eyes fluttered open when she felt the sudden jolt of the vehicle. Disoriented, she turned toward the driver’s seat where Phillian sat, his hands steady on the wheel as he drove in silence. For a brief moment, he pulled his gaze from the road to glance at her. When he saw she was awake, a so
Phillian collapsed back onto the sheets, running his fingers through his hair as a raw groan tore out of him. The intensity was too much, too perfect, and he could no longer contain his sounds of pleasure.Calley finally released him with a wet pop, her lips glistening. “You like it, huh, Mr. Fisher
Her teasing remark made Phillian laugh, and he pressed a tender kiss against her forehead. Then, with a decisive breath, he pushed open his door and stepped out of the truck. Ever the gentleman, he circled around to her side, opening her door and offering his hand to help her down.***Hours later







