Page 90 of Enchanting the CEO

"Yes."

I turned around. "That's why you talked me into taking a walk."

"Obviously I needed an excuse so you wouldn’t be here. I should have planned this better, maybe asked the girls to take you somewhere."

My God, I loved this man. There was no denying it. I rose on my toes, kissing his neck as I undid the top button on his shirt.

He treated me like I was special, like I was his to please, and it all felt so right.

I lingered there with my lips, fighting to balance myself on my toes, and then pushed the tip of my tongue forward. He groaned, and I moved back on my heels, looking up at him and grinning.

He put his hands on my hips. "You're going to make me lose my head."

"And that's a problem?"

"You've got a tutoring session, remember?"

"No, I didn't remember. You bad, charming man. You made me forget myself."

He laughed. "You should decide. Am I bad or am I charming? The two don't go together."

"Hm," I said, stepping backward. "How are your brothers?"

"Good. Leo says he might actually have a lead on a property I'd asked him to look for," Gabe said.

“For a house?” Maybe he wanted a vacation home or something.

"No. I want to build a second distillery."

"Really? You didn't tell me that."

"I can talk your ear off about all my plans for the distillery, but I can think of a better way to spend our time."

"No, I want to know." I moved his hands from my hips to my waist. "Keep them here. We don't have that much time, remember?"

"No. I literally just forgot."

I giggled. "Good to know I affect you the same way."

"You have no idea," he growled. "You affect me in every way possible."

I licked my lips, sighing. How was he so swoonworthy today?

"So... you want to expand?"

"I want to take over the world. I'm just in the process of choosing locations, and I've got my eye on Stockbridge."

"That's an interesting choice."

"I have a lot of fond memories there. My brothers and I vacationed there as kids with Mom.” Warmth spread in my chest. “It was one of her favorite places, and mine. She always said it helped her disconnect because the hotel was surrounded by nature. Although she never did take a break from writing.”

"I didn't know she was a writer."

"She wrote for Whitley Publishing. Ran it, actually.”

"With five boys? Wow."

He nodded. “I know, but she did it so effortlessly. So, ideally, I would also build a hotel next to the distillery. It's something Mom always wanted to do. This is the first time I’m saying this out loud to anyone. I mean, Leo knows about the hotel, but not about the why. I want to build on her legacy."

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