“How about that?” I pointed, feeling a tingling warmness settle over me again.
“We can’t, Lily. I don’t think I can suppress myself if I ever make love to you and our guests must be wondering what’s taking me so long to appear.”
I chuckled and slid down from the counter, adjusting the gown and smoothening the worst of the wrinkles.
"I'm sorry about earlier," I said, needing to apologize properly. "I completely forgot you said you were having people over. I should have stayed upstairs or at least put on real clothes before—"
"You're overreacting," Nathan interrupted gently, returning his attention to the pot on the stove. "It's not a big deal. You looked adorable in my shirt, by the way."
"Nathan—"
"No one's going to question me," he said firmly. "And even if they had questions, the
