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Lirael's POV

Jonathan pulled the car up outside Zephyra’s apartment building, where she was waiting. She barely had time to pick up the bag at her feet before he was out of the driver’s seat to take it off her and open the rear door for her. She smiled at him, then slid in to sit opposite me. I drank her in a little too avariciously. Her long dark hair was tied back in a ponytail. The green V-neck shirt she was wearing deepened the color of her eyes, and her jeans fit like a second skin. It was all very suitable for attending a future building site, and yet it was still as sexy as hell on her.

Her gaze flitted over me, probably taking stock of my clothing as well since this was the first time she had seen me dressed casually. I hid my smile as she took in my fitted gray T-shirt and jeans, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. Realizing she had been staring a little too long, her eyes darted to mine, then out the window, a slight blush warming her cheeks.

“Did you purchase a dress?”