Chapter Twenty-Seven

Kiera sat on the unmade bed and waited.

She didn't know what she was waiting for but going downstairs felt wrong for her somehow. She walked out on them after all. The evening didn't end on a positive note as she had expected. She didn't regret her decision but it did make things awkward. So she would wait for Mikael to fetch her. It was eleven so she was sure he'd check up on her soon.

Only, he didn't.

She ended up making the bed and as she did, memories of the night they spent together flowed through and left her red and sweaty. It was the best night of her life, there was no debating it. She felt strongly toward him and the feeling was reciprocated. He was...oh, he was a dream. There were no doubts in her head. He had his flaws like every human being but he cared about her. The tender affection he showed her was proof of that. He made sure to touch every part of her. Kiss every part of her. He was in no rush and it was obvious. He wanted to spend time with her. He enjoyed every