Chapter 53

When I’d all but licked my dish clean, I looked up to find leaning back in his seat, watching me. There was a glint in his eyes that told me he had sinful, delicious thoughts. My throat tightened. It felt like he could see through me, no, into me. As if he were peering into my soul. I was in a towel, but Goddess, I hadn’t felt as naked as I did right then. A shiver ran up my spine. My cheeks heated, and I knew my face was red. Unable to take a second more, I jumped to my feet and grabbed my dish. Only for him to take it from me.

“You’re not doing that,” he murmured as he shook his head.

“I’m not doing what? Taking my mess back?” I laughed. The first time makes sense, but at this point I was feeling like a burden. He laced his fingers with mine, and I forget how to breathe when he pressed his lips to my knuckles. His eyes cut to mine.

“No, you can’t,” he growled.

I mean… it’s hard to argue with that.

But I would.

“Okay, okay. I’ll just… sit down like a princess,” I feigned with mock ser