There was a sudden knock at the door that caused them both to start. She laughed brokenly, both at the consistency of Demitri's poor timing and the expression on Thelios' face. It was clear he was thinking along the same lines as she.
"Damn it, Demitri! You had better be bleeding to death out there." He growled out.
She tried to stifle her laughter behind her hand. She ended up choking on it since his hand was still squeezing between her thighs.
Even through the door the smile was evident in Demitri's voice.
"There's someone here for Calliope my Lord. Should I send her away?"
He turned and arched a brow at her when she tried to wriggle out of his grip. He sighed and released her, allowing her to rise and collect her dress. "I suppose not." He grumbled. She caught his baleful glare and
