MasukShe 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
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
Phillian stopped short at the bathroom doorway when he saw Calley waiting for him, standing right there in front of the door with a sweet smile playing on her lips.He frowned slightly, half-confused, half-amused. “What is it?”She didn’t answer. Instead, she reached for his hand and tugged him gent
He worshiped her breasts, switching from one to the other, sucking them deeply, greedily, even pulling them together to take both into his mouth at once. Calley cried out helplessly, unable to hold back her passion any longer.It was too much. He could not wait any longer. Desire burned so fiercely







