Chapter 17. Eat Me, Mr. Corrigan

If only he hadn't kissed her that time, she wouldn't be feeling like this now! For two months, he hadn't kissed her on the lips because she was always the one to pull away whenever she sensed he was getting too carried away. But that night, when Ethan suddenly showed up, Alaric just did it.

Now, she couldn't stop herself from thinking about it. She felt like she was craving his lips!

Alaric casually grabbed the towel from beside Emerald and dried his hands. Noticing that Emerald was unusually quiet, with her eyes looking more dazed than usual, he glanced at her.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to kiss you again?" he teased.

She just rolled her eyes at him and prepared to step down from the bathroom sink.

"I want to rest. My feet hurt." 

Alaric chuckled and carried her down. She felt his lips brush against her neck as she held onto him to get down. She ignored it, exhausted and just wanting to rest.

"To our bed?" Alaric asked while carrying her.