Emily's POV
"Take Rosy," I added, telling Marietta in particular.
The latter almost fainted out of surprise, she managed to mask her shock and quickly grabbed my daughter, who was done eating and staring at me like I had grown horns on my head. The ladies immediately left the dining area in a filed manner and made sure the wing where we are eating is clear of any form beings.
"Hm, that was unexpected." Armon's voice rumbled as he peered at me through those hawk eyes that promised to fulfill all my desires. "Come here."
I should get up and move over to him, maybe sit shyly on his thigh and kiss him gingerly. I could taste the meal he's eaten and be contented with that, as long as I could taste him as well. But he's been eating grapes and strawberries all evening, popping them in his mou
