Right on cue, the click of sharp heels echoed across the marble floor. Miss Carson came sauntering over to the table, a predatory, confident smile fixed on her lips, her eyes locked entirely on Killian. But the exact moment she reached the booth and realized he wasn't alone, her steps faltered. For a split second, her face completely dropped before she quickly forced her mask of composure back into place.
Killian smoothly stood up to greet her, the absolute picture of a refined gentleman, though his eyes remained entirely cold. "Miss Carson."
"Killian," she purred, trying to inject warmth into her voice as she slid into the single chair across from them.
As Killian sat back down, sliding his hand immediately back onto Raya’s thigh under the table, Miss Carson turned a sharp, icy glare d
