Chapter 67: Keep your voice low
Amelie was left breathless, her chest rising and falling as her skin tingled from Gabriel’s touch. Yet he didn’t pull away, nor did she want him to.
One of his hands slowly trailed down from her cheek to her thigh, caressing it with a tenderness that made her shiver.
He leaned in closer, pressing a soft kiss to her skin before nuzzling his nose gently against her.
"You should see yourself in the mirror right now," Gabriel whispered, a small, teasing smile curving his lips. "You look absolutely adorable."
Before she could respond, he gripped her thighs firmly and lifted her into his arms.
"Put me down. I can walk upstairs," Amelie said softly.
"Don’t you like being carried like this?" Gabriel read the nerves in her eyes.
"I do, but–" her words cut off her words as Gabriel began walking out of the kitchen.
He carried her up the stairs and into the bedroom. There, he gently laid her down on the mattress and whispered, "It’s time to sleep."
Amelie gave a small nod and turned slightly onto her side, her lips tugging into a faint smile. Her heart beat steadily with a warmth she hadn’t felt in a long time, a fragile, blossoming sense of being truly loved.
Then, in the stillness of the dimly lit room, her mind again drifted to the thoughts of Alex, her bastard ex-mate.