I was halfway to the restroom, the hallway dim and empty, when strong hands slid around my waist, pulling me into a shadowed room.
I gasped, my heart beating as I turned to face Petyr. He cupped my face, his lips crashing into mine. I didn't resist – how could I when I had longed for it all night?
His hands roamed my back, pressing me into him. I giggled, despite the panic in my chest.
“Petyr, what are you doing?” I asked as I pulled back to meet his gaze. I giggled as his hands ran down the side of my hips.
I enjoyed it all – the thrill of his touch, the whiskey taste on his lips.
My eyes darted to the slightly open door.
“Stealing a moment, my love. What else does it look like?” He said, leaning in for another kiss, “You’ve been driving me crazy all night, Sirena, in that dres
