The Lannister Wolf Series

Chapter V

Day 3

Evelyn was standing in the library, reading standing up. Tyrion had introduced her to the library and it at once had become her safe haven in her first few weeks at Kings Landing. She couldn't bear to stay in the chambers all day, especially after remaining there for a week trying to keep Jaime calm while he was healing.

Now that he was healed and spending more time with his father, Tyrion and getting used to the duty of an actual knight instead of a member of the Kingsguard, Jaime spent less time with Evelyn, but she didn't mind since it gave her more time to explore.

"What are you reading?" a familiar voice asked from the doorway.

Evelyn turned to see Jaime standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked so much more relaxed in leather than in his golden armor and it even made him look younger.

Smiling, the girl held up the book.

"Another medicine book?" Jaime asked, raising an eyebrow. "Should I be worried that my wife's attention has turned to plants than her husband?"

Evelyn smirked before returning to her book, "not at all Jaime Lannister. Just merely curious."
The girl turned back to the window, only to have Jaime snake his arms around her from behind and plant a warm lingering kiss on the soft part of her neck.

"And you are not curious about me?" he whispered in her ear.

Evelyn chuckled. "A little too much for my liking?"
"Oh is that so?" Jaime asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Evelyn let out a gasp when Jaime grabbed her waist and began to move his fingers. The girl bit her lip to keep from laughing in the library, knowing full well that Tyrion was around the corner.

"Jaime," the girl whisper yelled. "Don't even think about it."
"What will you give me in return for my silence then?" Jaime asked, smirking.

Evelyn glared at him, but her eyes shined with love, "I'll go on a walk with you?"

"That is decent," Jaime thought. "But I was thinking a little more of something that you can do now."

Evelyn lowered her eyebrows, not amused, "Is that literally all you think of?"

"Not all," Jaime replied, putting on his best puppy face. "I just think about it a lot."
Rolling her eyes playfully, Evelyn held her book in one hand before placing her other on his shoulder, "Fine. But just one."
Leaning up, she pressed her lips to his in a loving chaste kiss before dropping back to her original height. However, Jaime barely allowed her to breathe before he grabbed her by the waist and pulling her flush against him, smashed his lips to hers.

Evelyn let out a squeak which was muffled by Jaime's lips, but she couldn't fight it. Not when he was being gentle but crazy rough at the same time. It sent fire down her spine. Finally, Jaime released her and nuzzled his nose into her hair.

"I said just one," Evelyn pointed out.

Jaime chuckled before hugging her, "Walk with me?"
"You lost that privilege."
Jaime let out a childlike whine when suddenly the two were interrupted by a voice from behind them.

"Maybe having you discharged from your vows was a bad idea brother," Tyrion observed, a few books in his arms as he smirked at the two. "It's made you soft."
"Nah," Evelyn replied, poking her husband in the ribs. "Just made him babyish."
"I am not soft," Jaime retorted. "And I am not a baby."
"Yeah," Tyrion and Evelyn chirped together. "Suuuuuuuuuure."