"Now," he commanded softly, the corners of his mouth twitching with amusement as he glanced toward the waiting tailor, who was discreetly pretending to inspect a bolt of fabric across the room. "Be a good girl, stay close to my side, and let's get this suit fitted so we can get out of here."
She leaned in to his ear and whispered. "If I was wearing panties right now they would be drenched."
Killian’s entire body went completely still. His hand gripped the back of her neck a fraction tighter, his fingers tensing as the sheer weight of her words registered in his brain. His dark eyes flared, turning almost entirely black as a heavy, dangerous heat flooded his veins.
He leaned down, his lips practically brushing hers, his voice dropping into a rough, gravelly whisper that vibrated with pur
