Feyre's jaw dropped when he answered the door. She had expected some of Spring Court's finery, but she was more than surprised. He was stunning! Her manners didn't keep her from staring. The only thing that might have would have been someone's hand over her face. And then she'd be sorely tempted to bite whoever it was.
Mother save her. Had she not already fallen head over heels, that suit might have pushed her over the edge. Or she might have gladly jumped.
As it was she had to give herself a good solid shake. She could stare all night. She unhooked the cape and gave him a slow spin with it out of the way. "You do good work, if I didn't know better I'd swear you worked for Alis." She teased.