Chapter 57

I mindlessly trailed my finger along a sliver of Jane's bare leg sticking out of the blanket as I laid down with my head resting in her lap. Her free hand was nestled in the messy strands of my hair as she continued to rest her book next to the fireplace, taking no mind to my wandering hands.

It was one of the rare moments in the week when neither of us had any work to do, and Liam was still out of the house, spending the day with the professor I had found for him to study under at Princeton.

I skimmed my hand up along her calf and under the blanket, squeezing the mark on the inside of her thigh and earning a light hum from her in question.

She pulled her fingers out my hair and gently brushed my hair out of my face, quietly asking me, "Is something wrong?"

I shooked my head as I continued to run my hand back down her thigh, stopping at her knee right before it left the warmth of the fluffy blanket. "I was just thinking."

She continued to stroke my head soothingly and asked, "Abo