Caroline's POV
Peter stood up slowly from the outdoor chair. His movements were almost lazy, as if he wanted me to watch every second. He reached out and pulled Cerene by the waist, yanking her body flush against his.
Then he kissed her deeply right there in front of me. His hand gripped her lower back, holding her in place while she melted into him.
When he finally pulled away, he looked straight at me with a smirk. “I am a man, it’s in our nature… I hope you ain’t jealous.”
Cerene giggled softly and blushed, acting surprised even though her body pressed closer to his. One of her hands rested on his chest, fingers tracing lightly over his shirt. “Peter…” she whispered, clearly pleased.
I stared at him like he was nothing but a piece of s**t on the ground. My face stayed completely
