Althea's Pov
The Savannah region night wraps around us like a warm blanket as we leave the restaurant. My heels click against the sidewalk, and I catch Eros glancing at me whenever he thinks I'm not looking.
"Not too much farther to the hotel," Eros says, his voice gentle in the evening air. The streetlights cast soft shadows across his face, highlighting the strong line of his jaw. He looks good tonight- too good, if I'm being honest with myself.
" I'm not complaining about the walk," I reply. "After that meal, I need it."
"You know, " he says, slowing his pace." I don't think I've stepped away from work like this in..... I can't even remember how long."
I raise an eyebrow. "Oh, you don't take vacations? I ask dryly." Why am I not surprised?"
"Not real ones." He shoves his hands in
