Four days later…
CELIA
It started raining and Killian dragged me to the garden, into the rain.
“Seriously?” My eyes widened slightly.
He chuckled and wrapped his masculine arms around my waist. We started dancing in the rain as if it was our ballroom.
The rain was our romantic music.
Holding each other in arms, stark feet, and beneath the rain. It was our perfect ballroom dance, unique and intimate.
A bright smile glinted on my lips.
“I wanted to dance with my wife…in the rain.” His lips whispered.
“Romantic fantasies don't suit your face!”
My words teased him.
He pulled me even closer.
“What's wrong with my face?”
The way he looked into my eyes, my lips forgot how to speak. He had a certain charm in them that could devour anyone.
“Answer my question, kitten.” His head tilt
