But Silas's eyes never left her.
As soon as Noreen slipped away from him, her gaze subconsciously swept the room for Seth, but he was nowhere to be found.
Her eyes darkened. She excused herself from the conversation, set her champagne glass down, and walked in the opposite direction.
She moved through the glittering crowd and took the red-carpeted stairs up to the guest lounges on the third floor.
She had barely reached the third door when a hand clamped around her wrist, hauling her into the suite.
The door clicked shut. The lights stayed off.
The man's lips crashed down on hers.
Noreen didn't struggle, because her senses were instantly flooded with the intoxicating, woodsy scent that was ingrained in her very bones.
Crisp, cool, and undeniably Seth.
Their breathing echoed heavily in the dark, silent room, tangling together until there was no space left between them.
Seth's kiss stripped away all of his usual restraint. It was punishing, deep, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
He kissed her with a near-violent desperation, a restless, untamed frustration burning in the slide of his lips against hers.
Noreen didn't even have to guess.
The jealousy had taken over again.
She bit down softly on his lip to soothe him, her voice slipping out in breathless fragments. "Stop it... you're ruining my lipstick."
Thankfully, she had learned her lesson and brought a touch-up in her purse.
Seth shifted, burying his face in her neck, trailing kisses over her skin before biting at the strap of her dress.
Noreen gasped. "You can't leave marks!"
"Then I'll bite you," his voice was rough, ragged with need.
Noreen pushed back. "There are people outside."
"It's better with an audience." He pressed flush against her, refusing to let go.
Noreen realized he wasn't going to be easily appeased. She shoved against his head, which was still wreaking havoc against her throat, and said breathlessly, "You have to help me handle the toasts later, deal?"
Seth froze.
Slowly, he lifted his head. "Deal!"

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