To Court the Green-eyed Monster

The building in front of them looked fairly familiar.

She recalled this place after a second look with a more critical eye and effort in her brain. The hotel she and Hyde barged in while being drunk off their arse with a demand to see Nate.

Some tweaks were done, a final touch of sorts to accommodate an elegant and semi-formal birthday party.

"This is not a birthday party," Keira tipped her head up, hissing to Nate's ears, "This is crazy."

Just like every other thing concerning the supposed mafia lord but, really, he was just her Most Handsome and Annoying Patron of the Year. 

A chuckle slipped from his upturned lips. "Like how I'm crazy for you?"

"Not the time to joke," she scolded him with a dire need of smacking him on the back of his head just because she wanted to. Though, that was a bit out of character for her.

"We're fine, just try to enjoy this," he said, still far too close to her ear, "You might like it."