Page 76 of By His Vow

“Yes. God yes.”

She laughs as she walks into the kitchen and grabs my favorite mug.

“So, I saw some pretty cute pictures of a certain date last night. Care to spill the deets?” she says.

I sigh, hating that I’m going to have to be honest.

What I want to say is that he was the irritating asshole we all know and love and it was nothing but a turn-off.

But that’s far from the truth.

“It was amazing,” I confess in a rush as I settle on a stool at our breakfast bar.

“Oh?” she asks, looking over her shoulder with intrigue glittering in her eyes.

“He was just?—”

The buzzer goes off and my spine straightens.

“No,” I breathe, immediately picturing Kingston standing at our front door with a bottle of that green shit in his hand.

Every freaking day he’s attempted to get me to drink it. And every day, no matter how he delivers it, I dump it down the drain.

“Oh my god, Tate. That is totally him,” Lori says excitedly.

“You do know this is an arranged-marriage situation, right? He doesn’t actually want me. Or the other way around.”

Her brows lift in suspicion. “Is that right?” she taunts irritatingly.

“Yes,” I snap as the buzzer goes off again.

“Well,” she says, gesturing in the direction of the front door. “I’m not going.”

“I thought you were meant to be supporting me today.”

She winks and blows me a kiss as I slip from the stool and stalk toward the front door, still with Griz in my arms.

I don’t bother looking through the peephole. What’s the point? I already know what awaits me.

A hot-as-hell man wearing a pristine black suit and carrying a health drink made by the devil himself.

I’m just not lucky enough to find anything else.

I pull the door open, and the second I do, I’m assaulted by his scent.

My mouth waters instantly and I’m taken right back to last night when he pulled me up against his hard body.

Damn it.

No. Damn him.

He shouldn’t look or smell this good.

It’s not fair.

“Good morning,” he says, his deep voice washing over me like thick, delicious silk.

My skin erupts in goosebumps but thankfully, it isn’t my reaction to him that captures his attention.

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