Barefoot, Yue Ling crossed the hardwood. The nightgown swayed against her knees with each step. The fabric caught the light, shifting from deep blue to black and back again.
She didn't break his gaze.
Lu Tian shifted, one hand reaching out to meet hers as she reached the edge of the bed. His palm found her hip. Warm. Calloused at the edges. He pulled her closer, and she let herself be drawn in.
Rather than settling beside him, she climbed onto his lap, resting her knees on either side of his hips.
His brows lifted slightly.
"Someone's affectionate tonight."
"Am I not allowed to be?"
"You're allowed to do whatever you want."
Settling over his lap. The silk of her gown pooled between them. His other hand came up to rest at her waist, fingers splaying against the fabric, feeling the heat of her through it.
Yue Ling smiled and leaned forward, brushing her lips against his.
It was a brief kiss, almost teasing.
