Their kiss was interrupted by knocking on the door. Room delivery was ready, and, at that moment, Nate hated his idea of asking them to bring food.
He still wanted to feed his mate the best bites, make sure she had all she desired and felt warm. But he also didn't want to interrupt their kiss.
However, since he had made that choice before, he had to. He split from her and caressed her face before turning to the door. He went to open and made the waiter leave the chart next to the door.
Meanwhile, Lara walked in the room aimlessly, an annoying void filling her stomach. She felt like a kid who had been denied her slice of cake at the last moment, after she had had the chance to admire it from nearby. Yet, she had to be patient.
She glanced at that man again, appraising his looks for the umpteenth time. How could she even attract the attention of someone so outstanding?