They lay together for only a few minutes but when Kizsemit knocked on the door and re-entered Ana was asleep, Adrian had used a calming charm on her.
Adrian had gently removed himself from around her and was sitting up, leaning back on the head board, his ankles crossed, lovingly stroking Ana's hair. He grinned at Kizsemit.
“You know, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that, my Lord.”
“What’s that?” Adrian asked amused.
“You…smiling.” Kizsemit said dryly as he walked over to the lounge area and put his medical bag down.
“Hmm.” Adrian snorted and looked at the sleeping beauty next to him, brushing some hair from her face, he picked up a lock and trailed it through his fingers.
“I like it, my Lord…just can’t get used to it.” Kizsemit said with a sly smirk.
Adrian looked over at Kizse
