Emma stood in front of a wall-mounted makeup mirror that was in her mate's closet, adjusting her back zipper crop top. She smiled when she saw Brandon walking towards her, clad in a Stuart Hughes Diamond Edition suit, looking every inch like the Alpha of her heart.
He placed his jaw on her shoulder as they looked at the mirror together. His eyes were on her tempting waist while hers were on the diamonds that were on his suit...
"You look different, my moonblessed one," he whispered into her ear. She smiled and began to pin her hair. "I don't want both of you to fight over that bedchamber. I want you here."
"No way, my starlit!" She turned to face him as though the mirror would break some of her words. That gave him the opportunity to grab her waist possessively. "She is moving out of my bedchamber this morning," she grinned meanly and turned to face the mirror again.
