That morning's breakfast was filled with intense lust and unspoken, wild yearnings.
The eye contact between Ayra and Devin at the dining table was glaring but nobody around them seemed to notice.
After last night's splurge, they had become more open about their feelings.
They badly, desperately wanted each other.
"Ayra, how's your job hunting going? Found any good jobs yet?" Killian asked out of the blue after wiping his mouth with a serviette. Since the question took her aback, she didn't know how to reply. Mostly because she had forgotten about the job hunt.
"I haven't found any yet." She lied smoothly. "I'd probably go into town later."
"Well, since you haven't found any, why don't you travel with Devin in the meantime?" He offered. Ayra shot him a stare immediately before l
