"Sorry…" Alexander whispered, his forehead resting softly against hers, his hands still firm around her waist. "I couldn't watch you in another man's arms. You have no idea how much I had to control myself…"
Lilith touched his cheek, her fingers gently tracing the edge of his jaw.
"It's okay," she said with a small smile. "I understand. It was just a scene… the only one that was close with him. Nothing more."
Alexander exhaled, his chest rising and falling slowly. His sharp features finally softened, that tight edge around his eyes melting as he looked at her.
She tugged him gently by the wrist, leading him toward the bed like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"How's Sir Sparkleton?" she asked softly, sitting on the edge and looking at him with curious eyes.
Alexander sat beside her, resting one arm behind her on the mattress.
"He's good," he said with a shrug. "You'll have him back soon. He's been waiting for you."
Lilith's eyes shone immediately.
