Chapter 58: To His Chamber

"Your answer?" Desmond asked in a dark sensual tone while his fingers were swirling in the few strands of my wavy blonde hair.

Nervous, I looked into his eyes.

He wanted me to visit his chambers tonight. Shit... I knew it would end up in that condition.

And I couldn't say no to that since I told him that I would do anything so he wouldn't dare to separate me from our son.

"Yes..." I gulped, answering him.

But he didn't look satisfied with my answer. "You know I am still doubting you, seraphim. Your answer doesn't make me convinced that—"

"Yes, cinnamon." I cut him off.

I knew what he was trying to mean. He sounded unsatisfied because he had been wanting my endearment to him to be used to calling on him.

My theory was right as soon as Desmond's alluring lips curled up into a smile. "Good." His knuckles brushed against my cheek. "You know how to read the room, Seraphina."

I shivered at what he said and the sensation he made me want to feel.

"Return to your post," Desmond ordered coldly.