Lucian
I raised my brow, enjoying the sensation of her pressing up against my back. “Oh? What’s that?”
“Come on!” She laughed, then took my hand and ran down to the golf cart. “It’s in our suite.”
We hopped in the cart and took it back to the hospital, then walked back to our suite. Once we entered, she turned and faced me. “You stay here. Close your eyes. I’ll just be a minute.” Amused, I did as she asked, listening to her move around our space. She’d moved as soon as she was discharged from the hospital and her scent was already firmly entwined with mine. Finally, she came to a stop and said, “Open your eyes.”
As soon as I did, my mouth went dry. My breath hitched, and a knot of pure, unadulterated longing constricted my throat as I stared, completely captivated by the bold artistry
