"on a field filled of roses" Sarah's shout cracked through the room, her cheeks flaming crimson.
She slapped a hand over her mouth, but her fingers parted just enough for one wide, curious eye to peek at me.
searching, daring, hungry for whatever came next.
I leaned back, letting a slow, deliberate smile curl my lips.
"If that's what you want," I said, voice low and steady, "I accept."
No blush, no hesitation. Just calm certainty that made her breath hitch audibly.
The moment hung, thick with unspoken heat.
until Tiamat and Kalia swept in from the kitchen, arms laden with sizzling meat and fat sausages.
The rich, smoky scent flooded the space, cutting the tension like a blade.
"Smells incredible, Kalia," I said, eyebrows raised.
She flashed a wicked grin, hips swaying as she set the platters down.
"Of course. A big boy like you needs fuel… for all those activities tonight."
Her eyes flicked to Sarah, then back to me, teasing and possessive in equal measure.
We dove in.
