I looked up at him, a soft, amused smile playing on my lips. "I don't know... a few things."
Demetrius immediately turned to face me fully, stepping into my personal space and taking both of my hands in his. He tilted his head slightly, peering down at me through his dark lashes in a shameless attempt at a sad, pouty puppy-dog look.
A bubbling giggle escaped my throat, and I shook my head fondly. "I know, Demetrius. Believe me, I missed you too. But we are Queen and King. We can't just stop our responsibilities."
"But we can put them on hold," Demetrius countered smoothly, his golden eyes searching mine, his thumbs stroking the backs of my hands.
I released one of my hands from his grip and placed my palm softly against his cheek, feeling the warm, familiar stubble under my fingertips.
