"Hold still, or I'm gonna make sure you can't sleep." Lysander's voice, deep and commanding, resonated in the room.
With one arm wrapped around her waist and the other cradling her neck, he was making her use his arm as a pillow.
Thalassa relaxed her body, not daring to struggle anymore.
Lysander wasn't bluffing. He would do exactly what he said.
Held in Lysander's embrace, feeling the warm breath he exhaled, Thalassa's heartbeat became erratic. She dared not move, afraid that sparks might fly.
Lysander's had taken over the kids’ place, so what about the kids?
Carefully, Thalassa lifted her head to glance at the edge of the bed. At first, she could see nothing, but then, under the moonlight, she saw the four little bundles at the foot of the bed, and she was relieved.
Poor little ones, having to sleep at the foot of the bed that was originally Lysander's.
"If you're not sleepy, we could do something else." Lysander's voice, husky and low, sounded above her head.
Thalassa's heart jumped as she hurriedly said, "I'm tired, very tired. I'm going to sleep right now."
With that, she closed her eyes and tried hard to fall asleep.
She had thought that she wouldn't be able to sleep in Lysander's arms.
Little did she know, his warmth, his rhythmic breathing, seemed to have a hypnotic effect on her.
She fell asleep faster than she expected.
...
"Daddy's cheating! Let go of Mommy!"
The dawn was ushered in by the whiny complaint of a toddler.
Dorian's face brightened up immediately at her words.
"Yes, get dressed, have breakfast, and then we'll go play with grandma." He climbed down from the bed with his chubby legs.
The other three little ones also snapped out of their sleepiness and followed suit, toddling towards the door.
Seeing the kids leaving, Thalassa let out a sigh of relief for she avoided a potential argument with Lysander.
As she turned back, she met Lysander's deep-set gaze. No one understood the meaning behind those eyes better than Thalassa.
Her breath hitched, realizing that her hand was still over his mouth. His thin lips against her palm felt like a kiss.
Thalassa's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly removed her hand, "I was just trying to calm the kids down... um!"
His lips met hers as a tingling sensation coursed through her body.
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