The-Sinful-King-By-Claire-Contreras-PDF

tears at the thought. Elias pulled me into his side and kissed
my head, as if to remind me why I’m doing this. I was
grateful for it.
“See you then.” My mother walked over and kissed my
cheek and stood in front of Elias, unsure of what to do. He let
go of me and kissed her cheek. Mother blushed before going
up to Joss and saying goodbye to her and walking out.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen her blush,” I said.
“That was great,” Joss said with a laugh before she
quieted. “Was I supposed to bow to you when you walked in?
If so, my leg was asleep and I couldn’t get up, so you’ll have
to forgive my informality. Also, it’s weird.”
Elias laughed. “Just do it when others are in the room so
they don’t think I’ve gone soft.”
“Have you gone soft?” I smiled, looking up at him.
“Around you? Never.” He winked.
And then I was the one blushing.