“Hmm,” Cleopatra teased, her fingers lightly tracing his shoulder. “So now it’s not breakfast in bed, it’s kisses in bed?”
“Exactly,” he replied without hesitation.
She tapped the bridge of his nose gently, her smile warm but her eyes thoughtful.
“Alright, Captain… but I have to go now.”
His expression shifted immediately.
“Go where?”
“My apartment,”...