*Killian*
I am taken aback by the sharp relief sweeping swiftly through me. I hadn’t realized how desperately I wanted her to say yes. Not that I want a mate, but I do want her in my bed, with her luscious mouth and her tart words and her whiskey eyes.
I like the way she challenges me, I suspect she will be challenging me every night. We could have fun with each other. Not ideal for a marriage but not the worst reason either.
I hold out my hand to her, watching as she inhales deeply before crossing over to me and placing her hand in mine. I squeeze her fingers before wrapping her arm around the crook of my elbow and patting her hand where it now rests on my forearm.
“It’s vulgar to gloat,” she says.
“You would be doing the same if our positions were reversed.” I arch a brow at her mu
