Chapter 57 In The Comfort Of His Embrace

• They parted when Layana needed air, her cheeks flushed, her lips sore from the passionate kissing. Declan smirked
• “I may just be the death of you… because I don’t ever want to part from these gorgeous lips of yours,” he said taking hold of her chin and rubbing his thumb along her bottom lip,
• “I wouldn’t mind dying in your embrace,” she whispered, they leaned closer about to kiss once again, when Aren cleared his throat,