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Chapter 91 – Not Enough?
At the sudden soft but determined lips of Evie that descended on him, Gavriel felt his whole being jolt in shock. Gavriel had never expected a kiss to be coming so voluntarily and determinedly – especially one from his usually shy and reticent wife – so his eyes widened at the touch of her supple and pouty lips against his, unable to believe what was happening. Was she really kissing him without him asking? This had got to be a dream, albeit a crazy wonderful one though. And he was not minding it one bit. That was right, he was not the one who was asking for a kiss. He simply told her to persuade him! He did not … then why… oh, God…

A blurry memory flashed in his mind and Gavriel saw Evie kissing him in the darkness. That was right, this was not actually the first time she had done this. She had kissed him like this too in the dungeon, back when he was still under the influence of his inner monster. Though there were flashes of memories that he could somewhat recall, Gavriel’s memories about what happened in the dungeon was not very clear. It was as if he had been drunk all that time and could only remember blurry snippets of what had happened.

Why did she kiss him that time? And more importantly, in that state of his too? Was she not afraid? She who usually trembles even when he turned his full gaze on her initially when they were newly married. Thinking back on that time, he could not help but let out a chuckle as he still thought how adorable she was even when frightened and she was acting like a little fearful rabbit. Now just look at her and how she had blossomed. Her forwardness and courage were totally welcomed and like a breath of fresh air as opposed to that little rabbit persona she had earlier on.

“There,” she breathed out in satisfaction and then pulled away, staring at him. Her clear and crystal-like eyes were focused on his face, trying to catch any and every single response that he would display. Her sharp gaze was making sure she did not miss anything.

Seeing that Gavriel remained immobile for quite a few seconds, Evie blinked and tilted her head a little. “Still… not enough?” she asked shyly, biting her lower lip as her cheeks flushed incredibly red. When he asked her to persuade him, Evie did not know why she had suddenly thought of nothing else but just on kissing him. The memory of the feel of his lips pressed to hers completely filled her mind’s eye and she could not think of anything else. Perhaps, she too had desperately wanted to kiss him in this beautiful, dark garden, under the moonlight – being affected by the mood and surroundings. Or maybe it was the simple reason of her just missing the taste of his lips so dreadfully during the time of his absence … or perhaps, both. Whatever it was, she found that she could not care less anymore. She was past holding back and trying to deny her true feelings for this vampire royal, who was her husband.

Realizing that, she felt a little shock at this personal admission in her mind. But she quickly shrugged it off, knowing that it would not make a difference now anyway.

Focusing her mind back on her husband, to her surprise, there was no reaction from Gavriel. She deliberately waited for him to respond to her actions – to kiss her back – but he did not show any inclination to do so. And now, he was simply staring at her, as if she did something he did not expect at all. Could it be that… he did not want a kiss but was actually hoping for something else? If so, what was it that he wanted? Evie felt conflicted as she was unsure what else could she have done, when she had given so much courage in taking that first move to go to him and kiss him so forwardly.