Chapter 92

HAZEL'S POV;

As we walked back to our truck, I couldn't help but stare at him. I even had to take a step back to watch him.

Few minutes ago, he had touched me in ways that had made my brain mushy and he had an evil intent because he didn't finish whatever he started and I was bent on torturing him tonight since he had succeeded in doing his.

When we got to the path where the truck was parked, he walked around the car and stopped by the trunk to place the picnic basket in it and once he shut the trunk, he came back to find me still standing there.

"Get in the car, Iris. We have to get prepared for the party tonight,"

"Of course," I nodded and smiled.

He gave me a look. "Why do you look like you have something up your sleeves?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe I just do. Uhm, there's something I want to tell you,"

"What could that be?"

"I want you to know that I enjoyed today. Has to be the best day I have ever experienced. No wars, no training or trying to do what I don't want to do,"