Lib Novel Page 135
I press my fingers against my cheeks and accept that my face is just gonna be flushed red all night. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Payton grins at my reaction. “And for real, this one is perfect for the living room remodel we’re doing.”
She turns to Nero, who’s just finished telling Orlando tosticker this one. “Let’s go look at the smaller ones before they’re all taken. I’d love one of the multi-colored ones for my office.”
“I already told you, we can keep sharing an office.” Nero’s voice is gruff, but Payton isn’t even the tiniest bit fazed.
They share an office? Weird.
The noise in the gallery swells and I try my best to nod and smile like a normal person as I move through the crowd accepting compliments.
I spot Val across the room, talking to some other guest, and a weight presses down on my chest.
I’ve never…
Movement at the front door draws my attention.
It’s him.
My King.
Standing there, broad body wrapped in a flawless black suit, he looks like Lucifer in the flesh.
And his eyes are only for me.
And I’m frozen. Totally immobile.
I knew he would come.
He said he would, and he always follows through. But telling everyone else. Having his friends come. Having my friends from the house come…
The weight on my chest shifts, until it’s wrapped around my heart, and I have to press my lips together to stop them from trembling.
Orlando says something to King as he walks by, but King just glares at him as he keeps walking.
And he just keeps walking.
Just keeps coming.
Closing the distance between us, ignoring multiple people that try to greet him.
Because he’s coming to me.
Because I’m his.
King comes to a stop in front of me, his gaze roving across my face. “You okay?”
I nod.
He reaches up, brushing a thumb over my heated cheek, “Then why does it look like you might puke on me?”
I laugh a tiny bit, like I’m sure he intended. “You told so many people.”
“Of course, I did.”
Of course, I did.
“Why?” I whisper the question, even though it causes tears to gather in my eyes.