[READER ADVISORY: blah blah blah. Do I even hafta?]
"Home. Now." Damien's icy tone, fiery gaze, plus Katherine's lack of underwear made her shiver.
The next second, his coat covered her shoulders. It was warm… and it was making her feel even hotter than she already was.
He all but grabbed her by the hand and took long strides towards the double doors. She had to keep up with his urgency that she had no time to pause, snatching the detachable skirt she hung on a chair earlier and then headed out.
Without stopping, Katherine and Damien half-sprinted towards the elevator, and as soon the doors closed, he pressed her against the wall and smashed his lips to hers. He kissed her with a fervent need that she almost couldn't keep up but would never refuse.
