Chapter Three Hundred and Seventeen

Lilith’s POV

Yesterday evening was an evening I didn’t know I need and equally enjoyed just as much.

Theo was attentive, loving and appreciative.

And today I’m feeling like a complete new woman for it.

Khai comes storming through the back door quite late into the morning, it’s already gone eight am and he’s usually be in before this.

He finds me daydreaming at the table as I sip my coffee whilst Lora is feeding.

His eyes are stormy, his muscles hunched and I presume from that, that he’s had a bad night.

“Morning,” I tread water saying that one word to see how he reacts.

I wait for his response, planning my next words carefully around his entire mood.

But to my surprise he greets me deeply, his voice low and his hands reaching for me.

I hadn’t expected to kiss so ferociously so early in the morning, his hands ripping my head back, my neck experiencing whiplash.

I’m gasping for breath when he pulls away and a slow smirk covers my lips.

“Good morning to you too, baby,” I mutter dreamily