SELENA

“Kael… wait.”

The words tumbled out before I could stop them. My voice sounded too needy, too desperate in the quiet kitchen.

Liam’s head snapped toward me, eyebrows raised.

Kael froze in the doorway, his broad shoulders tense under his shirt, like he was fighting every instinct to turn around.

Liam chuckled awkwardly. “Babe, relax. Dad’s got work stuff. He’ll be back next weekend, right Dad?”

Kael didn’t answer right away. He turned slowly, his dark eyes locking onto mine.

I swear the intensity there made my thighs clench under the table.

My pussy throbbed at the memory of his thumb stroking my hand just minutes ago.

“Yeah,” Kael...