And so the game of hide and seek had begun for Amaris and Alaric. Every day, it ended with Amaris dutifully completing her tasks, only to have Alaric pop out of nowhere, kissing her cheek or lifting her off the ground as if she weighed no more than a feather. He would chase her through the halls, even playfully abducting her now and then, much to the amusement of those around them. Everyone, including Rosalind, had grown accustomed to their antics.
But some things inevitably happen all over again.
Alaric's lips pressed gently against Amaris's bare shoulder, trailing upward with deliberate tenderness until he reached her neck. Each kiss left her skin tingling, warmth spreading across her body like a slow burn. She tilted her head slightly, feeling the soft tickle of his breath against her
