“Hot chocolate?”
Eleanor’s gaze snapped from the crackling fireplace of her and Damien’s room as she looked up to find Liam standing by the door and smiled.
“Are you guys making some?” She asked softly. The heaviness of her voice was another reminder for Liam of what she had endured.
“Adonis is.” Liam said offering her a small smile as he stuffed his hands in his pockets.
Eleanor slightly looked surprise. “You do know that he sucks at making anything right? He cannot be trusted with a flame.” She jested.
However, before Liam could answer, Adonis walked in with three steaming mugs of hot chocolate, levitating in the air in front of him as they each settled in the three of their hands.
Eleanor raised an eyebrow at the calming aroma of the delicacy.
“You are tediously wrong, lovely E
