"I missed you so damn much."
When Abel yanked Aries onto his lap, her breath hitched for a second. But when she felt his arms around her, holding her tightly, she instantly knew he meant every word he just said.
A shallow breath slipped past her lips, raising her arms to wrap around him. The scent of burnt flesh wafted her nose, but the pungent scent didn't bother her. Aries glanced at Conan, her eyes almost glinting.
"Look what you've done," she muttered, causing the frown on Conan's face to deepen.
"Lady Aries, this is unfair…" Conan pouted, glancing down at Abel, and then shifted his attention to Dexter. Roman was adept in the device that was keeping Dexter in his seat, and he was able to free the marquess while Aries rushed to Abel.
"I'll kill you…" Dexter warned under his breath, resting his upper body on top of the desk. "Just you wait. I'll kill you."
