Bab 54: Almost lost control

"Yes, but it's better to sleep at home. It's late, honey," exclaimed Dean, stroking Bryana's hair gently.

Hearing Dean just calls her "Honey" seemed to make Bryana's inner goddess fly away and forget the land. She smiled and raised her head, staring at the face of her bodyguard who was still handsome even though he hadn't showered since this morning. The young widow pushed her face forward until her lips touched the lips of her future husband.

Dean returned the kiss very softly, slowly holding his hand around Bryana's neck until her jaw. He closed his eyes enjoying the kiss that always made him want to again and again.

"I want to sleep here with you, spend a few hours before we get home, and have to say goodbye again," Bryana cried indulgently, kissing Dean's jaw.