Chapter 38 Wedding Attire
- “Elena, what do you want?” King Harvey whispers as I pull away from our passionate kiss. His silver eyes clue me in on what he wants.
- “I am very glad you are better… and you read rather elegantly…” Blushing, I release his face and move to not be leaning into him anymore.
- He twists in his chair fully to face me and picks me up by my waist, to place me in his warm lap.