The fire in the hearth crackled softly casting a warm glow across the room. Adam leaned against the edge of the window his shirt unbuttoned and his hair still damp from the hurried shower he’d taken after their return. Audrey sat cross-legged on the plush rug in front of the fire flipping idly through one of the estate's ancient leather-bound books though her attention wasn’t on the text.
“You’re not even reading that” Adam teased his voice low and amused.
Audrey looked up catching his eyes. “And you’re pretending to brood over there like some moody king. It’s adorable really.”
He smirked walking toward her. “I think the word you’re looking for is ‘intimidating.’”
She laughed setting the book aside. “Oh absolutely. You’re terrifying in a freshly laundered button-down and those ridiculo
