Morrighan POV
True to his word, His Highness arrived that evening, just in time for dinner.
Fenris was strutting around my mind, yapping his approach. I could smell the ultimate delicious waft entering the house as I was cleaning up the kitchen.
I couldn’t help yelping, however, when suddenly two arms snaked around my waist and pulled me up and back towards a broad a warm solid wall underneath an office shirt.
“G-good evening,” I said.
“I’m home, Moonbabe” Came his s*xy baritone voice. I felt a wet smooch on my cheek, and him smelling me at the crook of my neck, sending me all the pleasant tingles I shuddered. “Mmmm,” he added, and even gave me a peck on the neck, which sent me more shivers. “I missed you.”
“I made us dinner,” I decided to ignore his statement. I could feel mys
