Chapter Thirteen
“Looks like King is about to have her for breakfast.” Lover chuckled from the entryway into the kitchen.
I pulled away slightly, looking back to see Demon coming into the kitchen. Lover was leaning against the door frame, watching the two of us with hooded eyes. His tongue snaked out, moving against his lower lip before he bit it. Lifting an eyebrow at me, he smirked. “Inspiring.”
“I couldn’t resist those lips of hers.” I said, looking back at Sandra and resting my forehead against hers. “I’ll kiss you any chance I get.”
“King,” she whispered, trying to hold back a shy smile.
“That’s a good one. Damn it, I left my notebook in the studio.” Lover said with a frown before spinning on his heels.
Demon’s hand shot out, catching him by the back of the neck. “Nope, breakfas
