SERAPHINA’S POV
The warmth of Lucian’s body still clung to me, his scent an intoxicating fog around me. For a heartbeat, I wished I could stay wrapped in him and let the world wait.
But reality—aka Maya freakin’ Cartridge—was clawing its way back in.
“She’s bound to find you sooner or later,” Lucian murmured, and I shuddered as his lips brushed against the sensitive spot behind my ear.
He sounded both amused and faintly annoyed.
I sighed and turned to press a quick kiss to his temple before pulling away. “I should go. She probably panicked when she woke and found me gone.”
His hand tightened around mine briefly, reluctant, then loosened. “Go. Before she barges in and rains hell on me for stealing you away.” A wicked grin tugged at his lips. “Though I doubt that will mak
