CHAPTER 123

Connor stands in the middle of the room, unmoving.

"I can't help but feel jealous, but I promise that I'm working on it. It's hard when I have a mate as beautiful as you." He slowly walks towards me to stand two inches from me. His head bends down to me, those eyes turning black as pitch. "I can't picture any other man touching you." He runs a finger down my cheek and bends down to whisper in my ear. "Or kissing you."

Yeah. Connor knows my weakness, and my weakness is him being close enough for me to unconsciously reach out and kiss the life out of him.

Okay, so maybe it's not so unconscious, but it's still a weakness.

Lily begins to talk to the room, excitedly trying to picture this galla. "I bet it's going to be gorgeous. This place is beautiful. They probably go all out for this thing."

And they probably did. If Philip had any say in this party, it'd probably be the biggest gathering I've ever been to.

"All I care about is the guys. I'm going to drown myself in a sea of men tonight