"Yes, I'm afraid I have neglected meals today. The moment I opened the door I knew I needed to look sensational by eight, and I can't say I'm a natural at fixing myself up." She was only partially kidding, she had eaten breakfast while she stared at the package before she'd opened it.
Feyre moved over to the kitchen, as he collected the wine. Unable to resist the urge to lick her lips, as she looked him over from behind. Just then she couldn't say she wouldn't be sated by him alone.