Chapter 133: Last Bite
Elias smiled at her.
Then his expression changed.
His lips parted as if a cry was about to escape, but he remembered the closed bedroom upstairs and the woman sleeping behind it. Serena Blackwood might not wake easily after a night like that, but Elias had never built his life on luck. He sealed the sound behind his mouth and forced it down until only a small, muffled breath slipped out.
A second later, he laughed under his breath.
His arms slid around Liora Voss's neck as if the little punishment had only made him more comfortable. One leg, still caught in her grip, shifted with loose confidence, and the other hooked around her as naturally as a vine finding a trellis. He ended up hanging from her like a lazy animal wrapped around a tree, warm and shameless and entirely too pleased with himself.
He seemed ready to say something. Then his face tightened for a second, and he lowered his head to her ear.
