Kimi slipped into Kirk's clothes, the white dress shirt and black slacks hanging loose on her smaller frame. She rolled up the sleeves and cinched the waistband, the fabric still carrying his masculine scent that made her pulse quicken.
When she returned to the living room, Kirk was lounging against the leather couch, his powerful frame relaxed yet predatory in the way alphas carried themselves.
She cleared her throat softly. His dark eyes found her instantly, sweeping over her transformed appearance with an intensity that made heat bloom across her skin.
"You look incredible in my clothes," he said, his voice dropping to that low rumble that always sent shivers through her. "Cute and tempting."
Blood rushed to her cheeks. She ducked her head, unable to meet his burning gaze, and moved toward the dining area with quick steps.
"Dinner's ready," she managed, her voice barely above a whisper.
