Who Will You Choose—Her Or Me?

Kira gripped the robe. ‘I’m not done with my bath yet.’ ‘You’ve been here for more than thirty minutes. How much dirt are you trying to wash off? It’s not like you went out and rolled around in the mud.’ He narrowed his eyes. ‘You went out and had dinner with Gideon. Is that why you need a long shower? To wash off the marks he left on you?’ He swept his eyes over Kira’s body. She flung the robe at him. ‘What marks? We didn’t do anything!’ ‘Oh yeah?’ Austyn sat on the edge of the tub and leaned in. ‘So he wasn’t trying to kiss you when I came in?’ ‘He was.’ Kira heard the sound of his teeth gnashing. ‘But I pushed him away. Didn’t you see the chair between us? I wasn’t going to let him kiss me even if you hadn’t come in.’ Austyn paused. He straightened up. ‘All right, I’ll let that go, for now. But what about the dinner? You were having dinner with him, in a private room at a restaurant, at close to midnight, alone.’ ‘We weren’t alone.’ Kira rolled her eyes. ‘Giana was with us. She went