*Kiona*

“My car will be quicker. I have seen all I wanted to see, anyway”. Because all I truly wanted to see is him. “My driver could drop you off before taking me home”.

He gives a quick nod. “All right, then. I appreciate it”.

This time when he escorts me toward the other stairs, the red-carpeted wider ones that leads down to the main floor, his hand rests lightly on the small of my back, the heat from his fingers pronounced, burning through the silk of my gown so strongly it is like it had been when they were near my neck, flesh on flesh. I welcome the surety...