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“Oh, really?” he asks surprised, his blue eyes narrowing as they stare down at me with mischief and curiosity. “Now, that sounds like what I wantto be doing this evening.” He pulls me close to kiss me again and my body sparks with desire.

I am genuinely happy to be with him again. I missed him today. It’s so strange to miss him.

It’s exciting and terrifying to feel this way about him.

It’s Celso. Dalila’s words whisper a warning in my mind.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Celso

Ilean over the bed and gently kiss her cheek, waking her up how I’ve always dreamed of doing.

“My angel?” I whisper. Brushing her hair from her face.

She blinks a few times. “Mm.” Her sleepy little moan makes me want to climb back into bed with her.

“Why are you up to early, the sun isn’t even awake?” She asks, her morning voice is husky and cute.

“Because we’re going on an adventure today.” I grin. “Your coffee is here.” I wrap my arm aroundher back and lift her into a sitting position, she snuggles her back against the pillows around the headboard and I hand her the coffee. Her hair is wild and messy around her shoulders. Fuck. She’s sexy no matter what she does.

“An adventure?” She looks up at me with half-awake eyes and a curious smile.

“You’re going to love it.” I am trying not to give it away, but I’m so fucking excited about this.

My excitement infects her, and she wiggles a little, waking up.

“You’ve got plenty of time. Enjoy your coffee. Have a shower, do whatever you want to do - we need to leave here in just over an hour.”

“Alright?” She says, smirking, drinking her coffee a little faster and starting to pull the blankets off.

“I said you have time.” I laugh.

“I don’t need time when there is an adventure waiting.” She giggles, sliding out of bed and standing on her tip toes to kiss me.

My heart tightens as I hold her against my body.

I almost say it. Right then and there. I almost tell her I love her. But this time the words get stuck in my throat. I know I’ve said it before. I’ve said it several times to her, but that was before I had her. Before she was my wife. The emotion I have inside me now is so much more intense. It’s deeper, more intimate, and it fills my entire body.

I love her.

“Are you going to give me a clue?” she asks, her brows raised.

“No.” I smirk.

“Nothing?” she huffs, still grinning.

“Zero.”

She bites her lip and nods. “Ok, fine.” She sasses, and hurries off to get ready.

Neve comes down stairs only twenty minutes later. Fresh for the day and wearing her blue jeans, a white cropped top and her blue Nike hi tops.

We climb into the car and she hasn’t stopped smiling even for a second.

“We’re about half an hour early.” I say, pulling over to stop at the bakery outside of town. Aquaint little place run by and older couple, mostly used by people traveling longer journeys. “So, let’s grab a take away coffee and a croissant. Do you want a chocolate one or a bacon one?” I ask.

“Um.” She scrunches her nose.

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