Anita’s POV
Liam sat on the floor next to me, his head on my lap as he gently caressed my bare legs. My heart hadn’t been this filled with joy for such a long time, I couldn’t stop smiling. It almost felt like I’d gotten a small piece of Emil and Fray back...
It was perfect!
Until my stomach made a very unlady-like growl, as hunger made its presence known.
A warm brush of air brushed against my legs and my Mate’s shoulders shook, as he tried to suppress a chuckle. My cheeks heated and embarrassment made even my wolf’s ear glow red. Smiling, Liam lifted his head and looked up at me, a child-like, innocent humor glinted in his eyes.
“Can I bring you something to eat, Princess?” he asked in a low, teasing tone.
“Don’t call me Princess,” I muttered, having a hard time meeting his eyes. “
