Chapter 175

***LONDON'S POV***

I am sitting in a booth with Zane where a makeshift table is in front of us. We are not alone here, there are other people who came to see. I guess that makes us all voyeurs.

When I felt Zane throw a blanket over my lower body, I frowned at him, wondering what was going on.

With confusion evident in my eyes, I watch him pull his lips down my ears and whisper only for me to hear.

"I want you to be a good girl and put your leg over mine," he says his voice dark and filled with lust.

"Here? Wouldn't people see?" I questioned and noticed how dim the lights got until only the people on stage were seen.

Broadening my eyes, I stare at Zane in utter shock.

"That was unexpected," I say giggling as I comply, putting my leg over Zane's thigh.

When he arranges the blanket so that no matter what happens it won't slip out above me, I stare at his face and all I see is the determination of a man who wants his wife to have fun.

Smiling, I lean over and kiss his