Chapter Sixty-Four. Part One.
Eliza fluttered her eyes open as the mattress bounced beneath her.
“Hello Angel,” the deep baritone voice of Fitz reverberated through her, a smile forming on her lips, as her heart begun galloping in her chest.
“Hello, your majesty,” she smirked, teasing him with his official title, knowing how much he loved her to use his name.
A low growl rumbled in Fitz's chest, as he held onto the breakfasting tray, his knuckles almost white from the firmness of his grip.
“Sit up,” his deep husky voice came out almost sounding like a plea rather than a command.
Eliza gulped as heat began to rise up inside of her. She knew that once she sat, the covers would pool at her waist, and her naked breasts under the translucent negligee would be exposed. The thought bo
