Chapter 943

"Silly you," Maeve commented. She pinched Zion's cheek, but a sharp sting pricked her fingers. Maeve frowned. "Since when did you start growing a beard?" Zion grabbed her hand, which was still on his face. "Who do you think has been standing guard outside the Larson family estate all these days?" "You didn't leave? Not even once?" "Not for a second." "Then what did you do when you had to use the bathroom?" Zion raised a finger to his lips and made a shushing gesture. "Men have our own ways." Maeve burst out laughing at his serious face and collapsed into his arms. Suddenly, a wave of exhaustion washed over her. "No wonder I've been sleeping so well lately. It's because you've been out there keeping watch." She buried her face against his chest, and her soft hair brushed against his skin, which made it itch. Zion swallowed hard, and his voice grew slightly raspy. "Since I've done such a good job, don't you think I deserve a little reward?" "A reward, huh? Yeah, I suppose you