She shifted so she was looking straight down at him and smiled the special smile that she reserved only for him, "Spoil sport." She leaned in for a gentle kiss that kindled more and more passion between the two of them until she was firmly in his arms, hers under his shoulders pulling him closer and neither coming up for air.
Until the door opened.
Persephone jumped at the noise banging their teeth together and leaving both holding abused lips.
Celine's arms dropped to her side, leather bound book in hand, fingers drumming on her opposite hip, and obviously chewing her lip as thunder rolled behind her eyes. "Persephone Apollonia Chroynos," Celine fumed into the pause after using her daughter's full name indicating her level of fury, "If you two ... 'soil' my chair, you will replace it
