AYLA
I smacked my lips for the umpteenth time.
The sweet pink gloss on my lips reflected in my rearview mirror.
I smiled at my reflection.
Today was supposed to be just another regular day at work as I stepped down and walked through the prime estate's parking lot to the lobby.
It wasn't.
There was nothing regular about my day anymore. At least not in the way regular nine-to-fivers expected.
My skin was already burning with excitement. So much so I couldn't even stop it.
Gia told me I was glowing on our video chat this morning.
Millie said I looked like a walking glass of goodness and imperial gorgeousness with my new hairdo.
I'd dyed my hair back to the deep red it used to be.
I never knew loving a man could make anyone do things without being asked.
I remembered Cassian's words in the shower that morning, his breath on my throat, lips pressed to my collarbone.
