"Let’s go home and pick out your room," Raya said, her heart feeling lighter than it had in months. The two of them turned back toward the luxury high-rise, leaving the chaos of the Boston streets—and the memory of Jayce—behind them.
As they stepped into the sleek, mirrored elevator, Raya pulled out her phone. She couldn't stop the devious little smirk from tugging at the corners of her mouth as she pulled up Killian’s contact. If he was stuck in a boring boardroom with a bunch of stiff lawyers, she figured he deserved a little distraction to keep his blood pumping.
She typed quickly, her fingers flying over the screen:
Boyfriend ❤️: Hey handsome, I hope your pen is full of ink for your merger. Just wanted to tell you I miss you and can't wait to see you later. Oh, and watching you lose
