“I
told you I was working.” Lauren tried not to snap. Zachary obviously wanted to
forget their earlier fight about whether or not it was too dangerous for her to
protect the new prime minister. But Zachary didn’t give up that easily. “I was
doing my job.”
“I
thought you only had to stay through the prime minister’s speech.”
“I
did, but I saw a few suspicious characters before I left, so I stopped them
from killing everyone.”
“Oh,
you did, huh?” He smiled that charming grin that made her forgive him for
anything.
“Yeah,
because I’m smooth like that.” She couldn’t help but smile back.
“Sure
you are.” He laughed and crossed the room to her. “You’re hurt.”
“It’s
nothing,” she lied. Even her teeth hurt.
“Here.”
He gently took her face in his hand. He blew a thick lock of her chestnut hair
back. He ran his finger over the bruise and whispered, “Curatio.”
White-hot
magic radiated from his thumb into the center of the pain and slowly flowed
over her face, leaving cool relief in its wake. Her hand joined his as she felt
her healed face. Her skin was smooth and no longer sore.
“Thanks.”
She kissed him softly. His lips felt warm, soft, and familiar. His hands
immediately pulled her to him. She stopped him by putting her hands on his
chest. “I need a shower.”
“Shall
I join you?” He cocked a platinum eyebrow.