Aitana's POV
"And?" Sebastian questioned with a quirked eyebrow.
That answer sent a shiver down my spine. We haven't been apart for that long, but we had things to talk about. We needed to discuss Lilith's issue, what I discovered in that journal, and what happened with the Council while we were gone.
"f**k now, talk later," Haniel ordered, practically drooling as she undressed Tristan and Sebastian with her eyes.
I wanted to mentally scold her, but to be honest...
I was doing the same thing.
Tristan grinned, stalking toward us with predatory grace. "And I'm just saying—" He reached out, his fingers brushing my cheek. "—if you start something, we're finishing it."
Tristan is not helping with my lust; he knows what he is doing. Every nerve inside my body is screaming with desire.
