Once Alaric left, Aveline was on the couch, wrapped in a warm throw, chatting with Scarlett when the door clicked open.
She only lifted her head when she caught sight of her man returning in less than fifteen minutes. All she could think was, "Did you forget something?"
The sharp lines on his face smoothed as soon as he caught sight of her. It wasn't the silence that usually greeted him, or 'Mr. Lancaster' in Martha's voice. Instead, it was the soft, surprised voice of the woman who chose him.
"Yes," he said, stalking towards her, watching her lounging in his hoodie and sprawled on the couch.
Aveline didn't get to ask what when he dipped his head and caught her lips with his. Though it was just a kiss, she couldn't help but smile against his lips. She didn't know if it was just the honeymoon phase or the saying echoing in her head:
'Everything will be perfect with the right person.'
He pulled back, curious about her smile. "Why are you smiling?" His voice was gentle.
