Allison frowned as she watched them interact. Something was up with Deucalion. He was incredibly intense. And the way he'd looked at her, scrutinizing.
When they started speaking in low tones, she waved to Chris before going inside. She supposed that she could start working on dinner. She started for the kitchen but didn't get far when Deucalion came in behind her, shutting the door.
Reaching to her hip, she started taking the holster for the knife out of her pants. "I didn't expect you to be home. You said you had things to do, and I wasn't gone that lo-,"
A firm grip on her arm spun her around.
"Wha-,"
Deucalion crushed her to his body, his mouth coming down on hers hard. It took her a minute, but she melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his waist and digging her nails int
