Chapter 681: Honeymoon Havoc, Part 1
Katelina opened her eyes and blinked at the twilight bedroom. The four poster bed, hung with heavy red curtains, felt medieval. A carved wardrobe and cinderblock walls added to the effect. She closed her eyes and imagined she was in a castle. Outside would be royal gardens, dripping with Sunday morning sunshine.
Except, if there was, I'd be burned to a crisp. The sun does that to vampires.
She opened her eyes to look at the man sleeping next to her. Jorick's dark hair fanned out on the pillow. Long lashes rested on his porcelain cheeks. She might not have the castle, but she had her prince.
She glanced at the golden ring on her finger. Not only did she have her prince, but she had him forever.
As though woken by her scrutiny, his eyes opened, followed by a gasp for air; someone who didn't need to breathe suddenly deciding they did.
He saw her and smiled. "Good morning, little one."
"Good evening," she corrected.