King of Patriam: Outlaws (QOTD Book 3) by Amizah R

Author:Amizah R [R, Amizah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

His eyes flew open, his heart racing. As slowly as he could, he turned his head, searching the room for what had woken him, and found nothing.

Sighing, he curled back around Salem.

He was a light sleeper. A door opening down the hall could’ve been the disruption and he almost grumbled at the thought. There was no way he’d be getting back to sleep. That didn’t mean he was about to move though. It wasn’t like she didn’t get enough sleep, but he would never dare to-

His back went straight.

He could’ve sworn that he was imagining things until it happened again. Slowly removing his trembling hand from Salem’s head, he gently lifted the covers and squinted into the dark.

Her hand. It was moving.

His heart threatened to stop as he watched her fingers slowly curl around his thumb.

Cassian leaned over her to check if she was still asleep, just to be sure that he wasn’t losing his mind. Expelling a shaky breath, he had to close his eyes. She was out. She probably didn’t even know what she was doing. In a way, that meant so much more. She was holding him. Holding him.

His previous thoughts thrown out of the window, he let himself dream, he let himself believe that it was really him that she was holding onto. That she wouldn’t have done the same if it was someone else laying next to her.

Suddenly, the idea of staying up all night regained its appeal.

He could use the time to think about all the things he was going to do tomorrow after the success of his experiment. There were so many memories that it took him hours to settle on one, and when it did come to mind, he knew it would be perfect. He wanted her to wake up to it, even if it was one of the girls who gave it to her. But that would mean he needed to get it before she woke up, or hunt it down more like.

If he knew anything about Salem, it was that her eyes would open the second the clock struck five-thirty. If he was going to make it back in time, he’d need to be out by four, the latest. He must have been lost in his wistful thoughts, because when he looked over to the kitchen wall, the numbers 0408 stared right back at him.

Wincing, he gently pulled his hand back and was met with little resistance. Then he eased back, but something was halting him. He looked down to find his shirt fisted in Salem’s hand.

His heart squeezed.

It was almost enough to make him abandon the plan and stay there with her all day, but really, it spurred him on. If she’d come this far after just some food, what might happen after what he had in store for her?

So, like a cruel bastard, he slowly pried her fingers from his shirt, one by one.

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