Raven spent the rest of the meal wondering exactly what the gold leaf in her mouth actually tasted like. She came to the conclusion that it didn’t taste like anything at all, by the time the last of the wine was gone and Kade was leaning back in his chair, dabbing his lips clean delicate touches of his napkin.

“Now for the real test,” he said, meeting her gaze.

“The real test?”

“When we came down from the penthouse, there was no way for our ...