Catherine's POV
"Calm your nerves, baby. I was just pulling your legs," I finally revealed with a light laugh.
Julian hurriedly reached for him, his hand resting on my hip, his breathing even and deep. "Not surprised."
"Really?" I clicked my tongue and pouted my lips to the side.
He tapped my nose, "yes, of course. I know how naughty you can be. Have you forgotten I call you my Wildcat?"
I was about to reply when the door to his bedroom was thrown open without a single warning knock. The sound of the latch hit the stopper, causing Julian and I to bolt upright.
The duvet slid down to my waist as I scrambled to cover myself, my heart leaping into my throat. Standing in the doorway was Gabriel. His hair was slightly disheveled, looking as though he had come to Julian in a moment of urgent necessity. But all of that vanished the second his eyes landed on us.
