At his insistence, Adrian carried Ari from the car as they made their way up to his penthouse. Not that she minded at all, her attention glued to his face the entire time as they walked through the lobby of the building and rode up the elevator. Likewise, his eyes were locked with hers, as if they both had discovered something fascinating and were trying to figure it out.
While walking through his suite’s foyer, his gentle voice finally broke the alluring haze that engulfed them. “How are you feeling now?” He hadn’t spoken much since Astoria Park; they had been too caught up in each other as the mate-bond swam in the excitement of their closeness. She sighed, immediately cocooned inside the warmth of his tenor.
Ari tried to concentrate on his question; he wondered how she was
