Chapter 151

Claire's POV I woke up with Lucius's arm draped possessively around my waist, his warm breath tickling the back of my neck. He was supposed to be working last night. When did he even climb into my bed? "Morning," he murmured, placing a soft kiss on my cheek. "How are you feeling?" "Like I've been hit by a truck, but in a good way," I mumbled, turning to face him. He chuckled. "I'll take that as a compliment." His eyes, usually so cold and calculating, were warm now as they roamed over my face. "Hungry?" he asked. "Starving," I admitted. He pressed a quick kiss before sliding out of bed. "I'll see what I can arrange." Twenty minutes later, we were sharing breakfast on my hospital bed. It was surprisingly... normal. Just two people eating together, stealing glances at each other between bites. I caught myself smiling more than once. After breakfast, I heard someone push open the door and instinctively looked up. Klein walked in carrying a bouquet of flowers, with Vivian trailing behind h