ARTEMIS POV

The ride home seemed rather short, or maybe it was because I couldn't concentrate. Kane's hand remained on my thigh, sending waves of electricity through my whole body.

I shut my eyes tightly when his hand inched higher, drawing in a sharp breath at the same time.

‘Is this the effect of drinking?’ I wondered, trying to distract myself by counting the number of signature cocktails and champagne I had drank.

It felt like it was working at first but Kane just had to move his hand again.

“Kane,” I gasped, holding his hand to stop him from moving it over my exposed thighs.

‘Never ever ever wear...