Chapter 27 - His Lust

When Lucas had returned I had fallen asleep on one of the sofas around the fire place, its warm embrace lulling me into a deep dreamless slumber. My body sank down into the soft cushions like I was floating on a cloud. The feel of the fire against my skin was a comfort to me now, a friend welcoming me home.

I woke to feel Lucas' strong arms sliding underneath me lifting me up into his arms. I instinctively snuggled against his chest only to recall in disgust at the strong smell of rotten eggs clinging to his skin and drowning out his familiar scent if wood smoke and citrus.

“Your back.” I mumble sleepily, turning my nose up into a cringe against the awful smell. “Have you managed to get rid if the bodies?”

He took a moment before responding to me. “Yes, everything has been sorted.” He gently lays me down onto of the soft feather down bed and gives me a chaste kiss on the forehead. “Sleep, I’m going to get washed.”

I watched him leave, his face shroude