“What is this?” Xavier brought me out of a haze.
“A honeymoon?”
He nodded.
“It is a vacation after the wedding, people use it to spend alltheir time alone before they have children.”
“Children?”
Oh, I should not have mentioned that.
“Children... Do you want children?” Xavier asked.
“Here, myprince,” the waitress said, and I was never more thankful for someone else interrupting a conversation. As she set down a huge tray of drinks and cakes, Xavier’s gaze followed me.
“Thank you,” he whispered, his gaze drifting toward me, before wandering to the woman. “Your waiter Ben… it was only…”
“Oh, we fired him, there is no excuse for flirting with the woman of a prince,” she stated, like she had truly done the right thing.
“There’spossiblybeenamisunderstanding. My wife wants him to get his job back and that’s what you are going to do. Make sure his salary will be fifty coins higher per month. My advisor will check it in a week.”
“Okay, my prince. If you wish.”
Why was it so hot when Xavier made demands?
I nipped at my water and picked up my fork.
“What do we try first?” I was amused.
“What about you take a bite with your sweet lips first, and I taste the flavor from your lips afterward,” he suggested. I grinned at his words and took a slice of the green cake; it had sugared lemons on it and its filling was green-black, making me wonder how it tasted. The cake was fluffy, and the dough melted in my mouth, I unintentionally gave a slight moan, it tasted so good.
“I had no idea you were so easy to please.” Xavier’s voice was amused but demanding. “Now, give me your lips.”
“Mint chocolate, an interesting flavor for a cake,” he remarked and nipped at the tea.
“You should try it for yourself,” I suggested and took his fork to take a bite of the cake.
“Here.” I held out the fork for him; he grabbed my hand and led it to his mouth to eat from it.
“Tasted way better from your lips,” he stated and his grip on my thigh intensified.
“You are insatiable, Xavier.”
“Can you blame me? Damien just reserved the night.”
I laughed and shook my head at his stubbornness.
“I mean… you all don’t really seem to want to share me,” I said and took a bite of the purple cake, which tasted like frosted blueberries mixed with lemons, definitely not my favorite.
“If you want a bed big enough for us all, then I’m going to make sure you get it.”
“This bed needs to be extra-large, no way you can buy a bed big enough for us four and Malakai’s wings, so make it five.”
I laughed, Malakai’s wings were huge, and whenever I slept beside them, he used them to tuck me in. I’m not sure if Damien and Xavier would be so happy with that.
“Would you do it for me?”
Xavier looked at me with intense eyes that didn’t show any specific emotion—at least none I could decipher.
