Chapter Twenty-Seven
Later that evening, Taylor lay with her head tucked in the crook of Saber’s shoulder. A soft sigh escaped her. She slid her fingers over his stomach and up his chest before laying her palm over his heart. Turning her head, she pressed a kiss against his heated flesh.
“What are we going to do next?” Taylor asked, rolling over onto her stomach so she could look down at him.
Saber turned his head and smiled tenderly at her worried expression. Lifting his hand, he brushed a long strand of her hair back behind her ear. He knew the answer to her question. Dagger and Trig had stopped by earlier when they were eating. Taylor had just left to go speak with Maridi and Lonnie.
“We leave in a few hours,” he admitted. “There is not much we can do here without the Council’s appr
