"Jesus, Raya," Killian rasped, his voice dropping into a low, predatory growl as he walked over to her. He didn't care that they were supposed to be leaving; his large hands immediately found her cinched waist, pulling her flush against his broad chest. He leaned down, burying his face in the crook of her bare shoulder, inhaling her scent deeply.
"You are trying to test my sanity," he murmured against her skin, his strong fingers digging slightly into her hips. "If you look like this just to go suit shopping with me, I’m going to have to fight off every man in the city at the gala. You are absolutely breathtaking, Baby."
He lifted his head, his dark eyes locking onto hers with fierce, possessive pride. "Let's go. Before I decide to cancel the entire day and carry you right back to bed."
