Bab 97: At The Restaurant

Jules' pov 

     "Where to, your highness?" 

The driver, Roy called out and Blaze let out a sigh almost immediately.

"The usual. He needs to eat." Blaze responded to Roy who let out a snicker. 

"Just him? You aren't eating as well? And what about me?"

"You can take care of yourself." Blaze huffed in response on a scoff, pulling me closer to his chest with his hand around my shoulder. I suddenly wished I was sitting across his laps right now. Whenever I was across his laps, it was easier to lay across his chest that way.

His chest was the perfect pillow ever. It was rigged with muscles but it was also soft in a way. I was undoubtedly obsessed with it, even though the sight of it still get me feeling extremely flustered.

After a little while, the car pulled to a stop in the front of a large building and Blaze finally pulled his arm away from my shoulder.