ALEXEI'S POV
She was different. When Rara joined us for Dinner, her demeanor changed so suddenly it was as if someone flipped a switch, turning on a different personality. In my twenty-nine years of life, I hadn't imagine seeing her in the kitchen, let alone cooking.
"What are you doing here?" I asked leaning against the wall, she must hadn't noticed me descending the stairs cause as my voice fell upon her ears, she jumped startled like a jumpy mouse. The spatula slipped through her dainty fingers. My little angel looked flustered.
My eyes slowly raked down her body taking in her seductive curves. She was wearing one of the dresses Killian got for her—light green and lacey. Something I imagine ripping off of her after dinner. An amused smirk teased the corner of my lips at the sight of
