After kissing her for quite a while, Sebastian still wouldn't let go. He held Elaria tightly by her slim waist, pulling her firmly against him. That kind of closeness made her tremble all over.
For a long time, she stayed dazed, as if trapped in a dream. When she finally came to her senses, she gently wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her cheek on his chest. Through the thin shirt, their body heat melted together-it was the kind of intimacy that only existed between husband and wife.
Her pinned-up black hair had come undone, the soft strands caught on every part of him. Sebastian reached up, a bit clumsily, to gather her hair. He tied it back with a hair tie and then caressed her smooth cheek, voice low and warm. "Let's head downstairs."
Elaria looked up into his eyes.
