Lilith’s Pov

I picked the dress carefully. One of the newer ones I’d bought, it was deep red, hugged every curve, and had a slit so high it should be illegal. The material clung to my body like a second skin. My hair was still styled perfectly from earlier, and I touched up my makeup with a subtle shimmer.

As I stepped out of my room, I nearly bumped into him in the hallway.

Killian froze, eyes trailing from my feet to my neck like he was studying artwork.

“Holy… Lilith.”

He stepped closer, slow, deliberate. His hand found my waist as he dipped his head and kissed me—slow, passionate,...