Raven looked so serious, and it made Azzmi extremely curious.

“What is it?” she asked, her gaze falling to his hand still wrapped around her wrist.

He released her wrist but didn’t step back as he spoke to her.

“After the launch, we’re not coming back home. As the model, my suite for the night is ready.”

Azzmi’s eyes widened slightly. “Does that mean...?”

“Yes,” he said, his voice steady. “We’re sleeping in the same suite tonight. If there’s anything you need to ...