Bab 321: 318: Chillin

After hours of sex, Val and Eliana emerged from the room, dressed modestly. The morning light escaping into the house through the windows meant for ventilation purposes cast a soft glow around them, giving off the illusion that they were newlyweds who had experienced a blissful honeymoon.

They blinked away the remnants of a night spent wrapped in each other's embrace, not quite ready to face the day.

As their gazes adjusted to the light, they found Valentine sitting at the kitchen table, a look that was half amusement and half feigned annoyance on her face.

"Oh, there she is. Looks like I was right," Val said. 

Eliana felt shy and ashamed because of obvious reasons. Val wasn't loud last night. He let his actions speak for him. It was she who was moaning like there was no tomorrow, disturbing Valentine's peaceful sleep.

Without missing a beat, Valentine yawned widely and rubbed her eyes theatrically.