The Devil's Curse.

Chapter 5 | Cats or Dogs?

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Chapter 5 | Cats or Dogs?

"You have soft skin," I murmured lazily brushing my fingers across Lucas's bare chest. He grunted in responds, his eyes closed and his hand was around me as I lay on his chest. I pushed myself up slightly to look at his face. My lips formed into a smile, he looked so peaceful and content. One of his eyes peeled open and focused on me.

"My wife, why are you staring at me," he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. I blushed and sat up to sit on his lower stomach.

"You're pretty, I can't help it," I replied. His eyes drifted to my bare chest and I blushed and looked away.

"I'm not the pretty one here," he chuckled pulling a lock of my hair. There was a knock at the door and I squeaked hiding under the blanket. Lucas snickered as the door opened.

"Sir, I figured I'd give you time to cover yourself," I looked up to the voice and over at the faintly blue woman.

"Kit, what do I owe this pleasure? I thought I had assigned you to the basement," Lucas replied not bothered one bit. I blinked over at the woman taking in her outfit. Men's black slacks, a loose man's white shirt and a pair of black combat boots. I didn't know there was a basement.

"My apologies, it would seem someone broke out," she replied glancing at me with respect and caution. This got Lucas's attention and he quickly got up. My jaw dropped as he moved to grab a pair of pants not bothering to cover up and I looked over at Kit quickly to see her looking blankly at the wall. What the hell was wrong with them? My hands balled angrily into fists and Kit looked over at me with the slightest smile.

"Don't worry my lady, I'm not interested in that," she replied turning to walk down the hall. My jaw clenched not understanding what she meant. Lucas chuckled at my reaction and my eyes narrowed at him.

"You think prancing around another woman naked is funny?" I snapped. He calmly walked over to kiss my forehead gently.

"It's ok my love, she's quite gay," he replied sending me a wink. I sat back feeling silly and my face heated up.

"Oh."

He left after that, pulling on his shoes quickly and I stayed sitting on the bed. I wondered if that's why I had no friends or maids. Maybe I had been too jealous and possessive of Lucas. I had lost so much, my home, my life, my Daniel and now that I found a new home and a new life to live I wanted to cling to it but that wasn't fair to Lucas.

Another knock at the door made me look up and pull the blanket tight around me so I looked like a human burrito sitting on the bed wondering who it was and if I should let them in. The maids usually just walked in, so did basically everyone actually. I frowned. Where the hell was my privacy? Another knock at the door.