Chapter 57

Clara

Alistair carries me to our bed with Sonic The Hedgehog speed, and I laugh with tears in my eyes when he throws me on my back onto the mattress before pinning me underneath him. I don’t even have time to admire his muscular chest before tender kisses are pressed to my neck and the underside of my jaw, something which butterflies swarm my belly.

How is this man so talented?

I’m suffering from