Chapter 210

***ZANE'S POV***

That sneaky little creeper ass waiter was eyefucking my wife and if I say that I like it then I am lying.

As the waiter leaves, entering the staff only area, I stand scraping my seat back.

"Where are you going?" London aks and I look at her.

"The restroom. Do you want to tag along?" I ask trying to be funny but it sounds more like a really pissed off situation.

"I know you, Zane, you are going to hit that dude, you have done it before," she snickers loud.

I know she is right, that is why I lower my head until she is a breathe away.

I kiss her mouth teasingly, lingering just enough for her to desire me, then, I back off.

London's grip on my neck is tight and she pulls me down, giving me a proper kiss.

"Don't move your lips away from mine without giving me a proper kiss," she bites out flashing me her teeth.

Rolling my eyes, I watch her giggle.

"I'll be right back, little girl," I mouth out softly and place a kiss on her forehead before leavi