The Bleaufort Estate [1]

Sitting near the window, Brandon leaned his head slightly against the cool glass of the private plane, watching the endless expanse of blue sea glittering far below.

The clouds drifted lazily overhead, casting soft shadows across the surface.

In his lap, Eira moved slightly.

She wormed her way onto him the moment they took off, with her long legs curling to the side across his thighs and her slender arms loosely wrapped around his neck.

She nestled herself close, resting her head just beneath his chin.

Brandon didn't complain. If anything, it was... comforting.

"Brandon…" she murmured, her voice laced with that teasing affection she often used around him now.

He turned his head slightly, and her lips brushed his cheek as her fingers gently ran through his hair.

He looked down at her with a small smile on his lips 'She's really gotten clingy lately,'

She tilted her head, gazing up at him with a playful glint in her eyes.