Chapter 60: Want your permission
Gabriel’s lips trailed slow, heated kisses along her throat, down to the delicate curve of her neck. His hand slid from her hip to the small of her back, guiding her even closer, until there was no space left between them.
The phone slipped from Amelie’s fingers and landed on the couch, forgotten. Her palm found his chest, steadying herself, only for Gabriel to catch it and gently place it over his shoulder, anchoring her to him.
His lips brushed the soft skin above her collarbone, lingering there with a teasing pause. Then, intentionally, his teeth grazed a sensitive spot just above her collarbone, making her gasp.
A soft cry escaped her lips, and without meaning to, her hips rolled against him, drawing a low groan from his throat.
"Fuck," Gabriel cursed under his breath.
His hand tangled in her hair, guiding her closer as his lips hovered just above hers, ready to claim the kiss they both felt building between them. But before he could close the gap, Amelie gently placed a finger against his lips.
"You won’t ask your sister to leave," she whispered. "She’s trying to build a bridge with you, Gabriel. But if she’s ever wronged you, I won’t stand in your way. I just... want peace between you two."
Gabriel exhaled slowly, his breath brushing her skin as he tilted her head slightly back, studying her expression.
"Kate never did anything wrong," he admitted. "I just... I keep her away because in the end, she’s still part of the palace. And I don’t trust anyone there. Not anymore. Except for my father."