"Why should I change?"
As soon as the question slipped from her lips, the world shifted in a blur. Before she could even draw a breath, her back hit the wall, and Gavriel loomed over her with his hands planted on either side of her head, caging her in completely.
When her eyes met his, her heart did a frantic flip at the feral intensity burning within his dark gaze, sending a sudden wave of heat pooling lower in her belly.
"It would be a grave mistake if you think I would let others look at what is mine alone to see," he rasped.
A thrill of dark excitement coursed through her at his sudden possessiveness.
Wanting to push him even further, she offered a sultry smile. "But Gav… it's a pool party, remember?"
Daringly, she raised her hand to drag her nails lightly along his corded neck, speaking in a low, teasing purr. "Do you... want me to start dressing like a nun now... dear husband?"
She dragged her nails lower, trailing them past his open collar toward his bare chest.
