Vivienne POV
She didn’t want anyone to see her like this, especially her family. Vivienne quickly walked to the nearest bathroom—her feet slipping in her wet heels—and with a chuckling Grayson behind her. She couldn’t go to her room, because she had to pass the restaurant in the process.
“Will you stop laughing!” She grated out, “This isn’t funny! We have no light, the kitchen staff probably can’t continue cooking, and we’re both soaking wet without a change of clothes,” She spat, getting in his face. But his smirk only widened.
“We have a lot more candles, the kitchen has its own generator and I already texted Chloe to go get us a change of clothes,” Grayson breathed. His body heat radiated towards her. Only then did she notice how close he was. His warm breath caressed her skin…but as
