"We can't. Kiki's right here. Let me go." Mika Summers shook her head, her face flushing as she fought to suppress the damnable desire Tristan Grayson had ignited within her.
"Can you really leave me like this?" Tristan Grayson asked, pulling Mika Summers even tighter against him.
Mika Summers felt his body's reaction, and her entire face felt like it was about to combust.
She looked over at Kiki, who was standing on the sofa and tilting his head as he watched them. Her face was beet red, and she wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole.
'Tristan really had no sense of time or place...'
Seeing that she didn't refuse, Tristan Grayson let her go only to sweep her up into his arms.
He glanced over at Kiki and said in a firm voice, "Kiki, be good. Mommy and Daddy have something important to do. You stay here and behave, okay?"
Kiki nodded, then sat back down on the sofa.
