The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 690

Walking Stick____

Rufus' POV:

After I parted ways with Leonard, Sylvia and I went back to shopping. I bought her a lot of things. Sylvia had to stop me from buying more in the end. Then, we went home with satisfaction.

After having dinner in the evening, Sylvia went into her room. I had no idea what she was doing. I went to the study because I had a video conference to attend.

It was already nine o'clock at night when I came out of the study. I poured a glass of milk and headed to our room. At that time, I found that Sylvia was sitting on the carpet and cutting a piece of wood.

I put the glass of milk on the table and kissed her on her cheek. "What are you doing?"

Sylvia gave me a sly smile and said, "You can take a guess!"

As she talked, she waved the wood in her hand naughtily.

I rubbed my chin as if I was really thinking and guessed, "Are you making a broom?"

Hearing my words, Sylvia burst into laughter and said, "You are wrong! You aren't going to have my kisses tonight."

Then, she pulled out a paper under her buttocks and said, "Well, take a look at it yourself."

On the paper, there was a drawing of a beautiful walking stick.

"Wow! Did you design it by yourself?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise. I was amazed by her design. Sylvia always surprised me with her hidden talents.

Hearing my words, Sylvia snorted smugly and said, "Of course, I drew it and I'm going to carve it. Leonard said that holding a crutch makes him look stupid. So, I am going to make a beautiful walking stick for him. Let's see what excuses he will use this time."

She looked so cute when she complained like a child. I couldn't resist my urge to kiss her. Immediately, I dropped the design drawing and held her tightly in my arms before kissing her passionately.

After some time, Sylvia pushed me away and said, "Hey, I haven't finished talking yet!" She looked so beautiful with her rosy cheeks and swollen red lips.

Seeing her in that way, I couldn't help but kiss her on her lips again.

"Sure, go ahead." I smoothed her messy hair and sat down to listen to her.

While I was lost in my thoughts, Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief in my arms and sat up straight. Then, she kissed me and said, "Stop messing around and help me make the walking stick."

I sat there without moving and said expressionlessly, "No. One kiss is not enough. You have to give me ten."

Sylvia tilted her head and looked at me with her eyes filled with amusement.

"Kiss me, or do this yourself." I pretended to be cold and sat up straight.

Sylvia laughed at my childishness and kissed me again and again on the cheek.

"Now, hurry up! Let's make the walking stick together."

Wiping the saliva on my cheek, I was about to complain. But she stopped me by kissing my mouth and licking my lips gently.

"Come on, baby. You are the best."

My Adam's apple moved up and down slightly as I looked at her beautiful flushed face. Then, I said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, whatever you want, sweetheart."