#Chapter 228: Morning Visitors

Agnes Elijah’s mouth claimed mine with an urgency that matched my own. His weight pressed me into the mattress, and the sensation brought a delicious heat to my core that had nothing to do with my fire abilities and everything to do with the way his hands moved over my body. “I’ve missed you,” he murmured against my lips, and I knew exactly what he meant. Between the conference, my elemental outbursts, and the constant chaos of our lives, we’d barely had a moment to ourselves lately. “Show me how much,” I challenged with a smirk, tugging at his shirt. He grinned and sat back on his heels to unbutton his shirt. I watched him, drinking in the sight of his chest as it was revealed inch by inch. When he tossed the shirt aside, I reached for him, running my hands over the hard planes of his chest. “Your turn,” he said, his fingers finding the hem of my t-shirt. I lifted my arms, allowing him to pull the shirt over my head. The cool air prickled my skin, b