Chapter 252 – Supper Time

• “You win, you win,” Luca sighs, letting me slip in his arms a little until we’re face to face. “That was awesome – you improved so fast.” He nudges me happily with his nose. “We should have got you in the gym long ago, Shrimpy.”
• “Well,” I sigh, letting my weight fall back against his arm as I stretch my hands languidly above my head. “If we’d done that, it would have been me in the boxing ring against Atalaxia this Midwinter, and I just couldn’t do that to you, champ –“
• Luca laughs, pulling me forward against him and kissing me soundly. I smile and then give into it, taking his face between my hands, kissing him deeply and losing myself to him completely.