Chapter 90

Liz POV

Deimos pulls one of his shirts over my head and tries to lead me from the room.

“No way,” I say, dragging him back to the closet. “I am never leaving this room without pants again.”

Deimos chuckles lightly as he watches me from the doorway of the closet. I slide on a pair of panties and leggings before throwing my hair into a messy bun.

“You are never allowed to wear your hair down again,” Deimos says as he rubs his fingers over my mark.

“I love you,” I say as I stretch up on my tip toes and kiss him on the lips.

Deimos moans and quickly pulls away from me. “Food first,” he grunts.

I try to conceal my smirk with a pout, but I am failing miserably.

Deimos grabs me by the hand and yanks me out of the closet. He is moving faster than I have ever seen him move before. He skips down the stairs, and I can barely keep up.

We burst through the kitchen doors to find my mother and father sitting at the kitchen table. Both have large mugs of coffee in their hands.