Simoun's POV
I stood in my room in the penthouse suite and tightened my bow tie around my neck. Black-tie attire for a formal dinner party was a must, which meant Amber needed a cocktail dress. I sent her out shopping after we got back from Onel's countryside estate so I wouldn't have to be cooped up in the room with her. Even though the penthouse was sprawling, it would still feel cramped with her perfume and her scent trailing throughout the rooms.
The only thing I could think about the entire car ride back was how I'd get my own bed again. How I wouldn't have to sleep next to her and be teased by her warm body all night. But once I began getting ready for the party, all I could think about was how much I would miss being closer to her. I smoothed my hands over my black tuxedo and bit
