“Julia, darling, you fell back asleep.”
Julia groaned, “You let me? Why didn’t you wake me?’
“I feel asleep too Lambkins. I woke you when I came back around.”
Julia turned in Roman’s arms. Her face brushed against his. She rubbed her cheek against his, purring.
“This is nice, but did you really just call me lambkins?”
“I did.” Roman smiled as her hair tickled his face. “You like it when I recite Shakespeare, remember.”
“Oh, I remember.” Julia’s lips gently brushed Roman’s nose, before softly pressing against his lips.
Driven, Legantum book 2
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