Even bantering with her was difficult when she ran her fingers through his hair. His eyes momentarily fluttered shut, his arms tightening around her waist before he sat down on the bedside and pulled her down on top of him. "If you insist," he murmured, trying to comfortably position her on his lap. "A man always has to be aware of his competition." The words left in a muffled chuckled as he pressed his lips against her bare shoulder.
He was only half-teasing; until he put a ring on her finger officially, men were bound to make their moves on her. Edric wasn't aware of how February handled unwanted attention (or even if it was unwanted to begin with), his only experience being the punches he'd gotten for being a prick to her when they'd first met.
He was only half-teasing; until he put a ring on her finger officially, men were bound to make their moves on her. Edric wasn't aware of how February handled unwanted attention (or even if it was unwanted to begin with), his only experience being the punches he'd gotten for being a prick to her when they'd first met.
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