SERAPHINA
“You are late.”
He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t need to; even his silence was enough punishment.
I didn’t look up when he said it, because I knew better than to meet his eyes too soon.
But it wasn’t entirely my fault that I was late to the meeting. I had to make sure she was trailed carefully and gotten before I left.
And now, appearing right here to meet my man, it made my heart leap because we were closer to victory than we thought.
As I stepped into the room in the private lounge, I let the silence stretch a little as I dropped my bag, settling. There was a lot to talk about!
“What took you so long?”
He asked again.
I leaned forward and settled a soft kiss on his lip to pacify him.
It wasn’t affection, but strategy. And somehow, he knew it. And that made it mor
