Chapter 64: The Maid Who Never Denied
"Y-you are so unfair…" Lirael muttered, her voice trembling, cheeks flaming crimson. "How could you say such things… so suddenly?"
Her words faltered, and she bit her lip, the warmth in her face deepening, betraying her flustered heart.
Ethan's eyes sparkled with mischief as his approach took a 180° turn, as he stepped closer. "But… in the meantime," he added, his tone teasing, "you can't deny me my body pillow, right?"
Lirael froze, lost in her swirling thoughts. His words registered late, and before she could respond, she felt herself lifted off her feet. "W-wait!" she squeaked, but it was too late. Ethan had scooped her up in a princess carry, effortlessly depositing her on the bed. Her hair fanned out around her like liquid sapphire, her body momentarily weightless in his arms, heartbeat hammering in her chest.
"Now…" Ethan leaned closer, eyes glinting with playful purpose. "These earrings… beautiful as they are, will hinder my sleep."
