The aroma of searing garlic and rich butter slowly drifted down the long hallway of the penthouse, gently nudging Raya awake. She stirred against the soft silk sheets, blinking against the dim evening light of the bedroom. Her body felt warm, completely relaxed, and remarkably soothed thanks to the cream and the bath. A sharp rumble from her stomach reminded her exactly why her body was waking her up—she was absolutely starving.
Killian had sneaked out of the room to make some dinner for them, knowing she would need food when she wakes up.
Out in the kitchen, he stood by the massive gas range, looking entirely domestic yet impossibly striking. He had pulled on a pair of dark sweatpants, but his chest was bare, looking tempting. He was completely focused on the stove, expertly tossing a p
