Share

Chicken Piccata

Hazel

The man I loved continued to lay in my lap until the sun slunk low in the sky. Well, that was a waste of a day I thought dryly, and a hysterical laugh burst free from my lips. He turned to face me for the first time since we'd been this way.

My legs fell asleep hours ago but I didn't dare to move him. He peered up at me with his lovely amber eyes, red-rimmed and exhausted. "What's funny?" His voice was thick from the screaming, crying, howling, and not talking.

I rolled my eyes, unable to help myself. “We didn’t get much done today.”

“I suppose not.” The sadness in his voice nearly swallowed me whole. “We should head back to the packhouse, we’ll get cleaned up, have dinner, we can talk, and start again tomorrow.”

“Okay.” I agreed, and he stood taking me with him. It made me a little sick to be covered in deer blood, but until this moment I didn’t think much of it.

“I’ll carry you.

Alexia Lane

Hi there! Thanks so much for reading. If you are liking this book please consider leaving a gem.

| 1
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP
Comments (1)
goodnovel comment avatar
C.L.Ledford
oooo that little naughty nymph!!
VIEW ALL COMMENTS

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status