Page 179 of The Obedient Lie
“Answer the question, baby.”
My cheeks flushed. “Yes.”
His eyes darkened like he liked that answer a littletoomuch.
“Good.”
“You’re insufferable.”
“And you love it.”
He pressed a kiss to my bare thigh. “I like seeing you like this. Wrecked. Satisfied.Ours.”
I bit my lip.
Behind him, Bastion glanced over his shoulder. “You planning on letting her eat, or are you just going to keep corrupting her on the countertop?”
Luca didn’t even blink. “She likes it here.”
“She’ssore,Luca.”
“I’m beinggentle,” he said innocently. Then, turning back to me, added, “Aren’t I?”
I narrowed my eyes. “You’re trying to make me blush in front of your brother.”
“Correction,” he whispered, voice lower, lips brushing the shell of my ear. “I’m trying to make yousquirm.The blushing is just a bonus.”
“Luca,” I warned.
“Hmm?”
“Breakfast,” I said. “Now. Before I accidentally knee you.”
He chuckled and stepped back just enough to let me slide down from the counter.
Except I didn’t land on the floor.
I landed inBastion’sarms.
His hand curled around my waist, anchoring me against him.
“You okay, baby?” he murmured, kissing the top of my head.
I nodded, resting against his bare chest. “Just hungry.”
“Pancakes are almost ready.”
He glanced down, smirking. “And you’re not wearing anything under this shirt, are you?”
“Nope,” Luca answered for me, grinning as he grabbed plates.
Bastion exhaled through his nose like he was trying to be a better man.
Then he kissed the back of my neck. “You’re gonna be the death of us.”
I reached for the chair at the table — and froze.
The dull ache in my thighs — and the way my body still trembled from the night before — saidnope.
