#Chapter 252 – Supper Time

“You win, you win,” Luca sighs, letting me slip in his arms a little until we’re face to face. “That was awesome – you improved so fast.” He nudges me happily with his nose. “We should have got you in the gym long ago, Shrimpy.” “Well,” I sigh, letting my weight fall back against his arm as I stretch my hands languidly above my head. “If we’d done that, it would have been me in the boxing ring against Atalaxia this Midwinter, and I just couldn’t do that to you, champ –“ Luca laughs, pulling me forward against him and kissing me soundly. I smile and then give into it, taking his face between my hands, kissing him deeply and losing myself to him completely. We’re only brought back to reality by the sound of my stomach’s fierce grumble. Luca breaks away, glancing down at my belly. “Come on, Shrimps,” he says with a happy sigh, putting me down on my feet. “Let’s get you something to eat.” I lean against him for a moment, resting my forehead against his chest and taking a deep sni