Checking His Mate
The hemline cut dangerously high on my thighs, making my legs look incredibly long in my new strappy heels.
“Allie,” Sarah murmured, leaning against the doorframe. “If Roman doesn’t lose his absolute mind when he sees you, I’m checking him into a hospital.”
“He’s my brother’s best friend,” I reminded her, though my voice sounded small. Thicker.
“He’s a man with eyes,” Alexa chimed in, adjusting the zipper on her backless black dress. “And right now, those blue-green eyes of yours are looking entirely too delicious.”