“Wait,” I say, realizing something that makes my skin crawl. “You said the staff will all have to believe we’re really married. Does that mean I have to sleep in his room—” “Och, no,” Anna answers, cutting me off. “Oh, yes,” Killian says at the same time. He’s wearing a cunning smile, and it’s handsome and alluring, like the devil’s. He could lure women to their deaths with a smile like that.
