Chapter 300

Evelina

We ate in charged silence, the air between us thick with anticipation. When I took my last bite, Alaric stood and collected our plates.

"Leave them," I said, reaching for his hand.

He shook his head. "Patience."

In the kitchen, he loaded the dishwasher while I wiped down the counters. The domestic scene felt surreal, given the sexual tension crackling between us.

"You're staring," he said