Lily's POV.

I had been sitting on the bench in the garden, staring off at the beautiful scene and breathing in the scent of flowers. Leandre was peacefully napping in his room after nursing him and putting him to bed, thankfully he didn't protest.

I couldn't help but replay the kiss Vincenzo and I shared, it was stuck in my head like glue.

I was shocked at the way I practically threw myself at him, how quickly I responded to his punishing kiss. My lips tingled at the thought. If we weren't interrupted by Leandre's cry, I wonder what would have happened. I had wanted him at that moment, and...