Amy’s POV
The dining room was quiet again, the soft clink of silverware and the sound of the air conditioner filling the space. Evan was having his food silently, it made me happy to eat with my the people at my palace at every chance I got. It made me feel good.
I was trying to focus on my food, but I could feel Kael’s fingers on my lap, slipping down to my panties.
Without looking, I sensed his hand brush lightly against my lap. My stomach twisted slightly, a mix of anticipation and caution. He was playing with me again, subtly, testing boundaries as he always did.
“Relax,” he whispered, just above my ear, his fingers tracing a slow, teasing line along my thigh under the table.
I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure. “Kael,” I murmured, voice tight, “not here.”
His lips curv
