Killian erupted into a deep, booming laugh, the sound rich and genuinely happy as he reached out and slid his arm right back around her waist.
"You are entirely right about that, Baby," he chuckled, raising his scotch in a silent toast to her before taking a sip. "Boardroom meetings, client dinners, signing major deals... half of this industry is just seeing who can survive the open bar without cracking. I should've known you'd be a natural at it."
Before Killian could reply, a tall, striking woman in a sleek designer dress glided up to the bar, her high heels clicking sharply against the marble floor.
"Hello, Killian, and a happy, happy birthday to you," she purred. Without waiting for an invitation, she leaned in, pressing a lingering, overly affectionate kiss against his cheek.
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