The movers finally wrapped up their work, leaving the penthouse in a blissful, quiet stillness. Raya was completely laid out across the long sectional, her head nestled perfectly against Killian’s chest. He sat propped up against the armrest, his laptop resting on his thighs as his fingers moved rhythmically across the keyboard, his other hand idly stroking her hair.
Just as Raya was drifting on the edge of sleep, the sharp, sudden chime of the building's entrance buzzer shattered the silence.
"s**t," Killian muttered under his breath, his brow furrowing.
Moving with practiced, liquid smoothness, he froze his upper body to keep from disrupting his woman. He stretched his long arm out, blindly reaching for his phone where it sat on the far armrest. Snatching it up, he quickly brought up
