Hannah's POV
The scent of freshly brewed coffee drifted through the apartment. I leaned against the island, cradling my to-go cup in both hands, watching Christian as he finished adjusting his cufflinks. He looked unfairly suitable for someone who had barely rolled out of bed an hour ago.
"I'll see you at the office?" I asked, tilting my head.
Christian looked up from his watch and smirked slightly. "Unless I sneak into your meeting room uninvited just to steal your attention."
I let out a quiet laugh and crossed the space between us. "Don't you dare?"
He slipped an arm around my waist just as I leaned in to kiss him—slow and soft, nothing rushed.
"Drive safe," he murmured against my lips.
"You too."
With one last glance over my shoulder, I grabbed my bag and keys
