Atlas’s POV
My stomach rumbled as I sat on the couch, waiting for Griffin to shower and dress for our dinner date. I had freshened myself up a few minutes before she came into our room. I decided to just wear the same suit I had worn all day. “Griffin, are you almost done?” I was a little surprised she was taking so long to get dressed. “I am starving.”
I was playing a game on my phone and hadn’t noticed she had walked out of the closet. I was hyper-focused on beating Jed. “I’m ready,” I heard her say.
I pocketed my phone and stood up. I could practically taste her scent as I turned around to face her. My dress hating mate was wearing a sexy black dress, and I couldn’t do anything but stare at her. Hyperion pante
