Page 160 of Sin With Me

“David, you named it afterme?”

“Of course, mylove.”

I threw my arms around him, forcing him to fall backward onto the warm sand. Our kiss heated in moments. His hands grazed down my body, grasping at my curves and as he wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his excitement grow underneath me and wished for a private room where we could take this make-out session further than we were able to here. I pulled away before I lost track of time and space and let him venture into my depths.

“And you found a location?” I asked.

“We start the recreation of the place on Monday. It should be ready to open in two weeks.”

“You mean renovation?”

“Yes, renovation.”

“I’m so happy for you. For us. I’m sure your family would be proud as well, if you only called them, David.”

“I cannot. Not yet, Emma. Once I’m successful and I can pay for their tickets to America to come see me and you at the altar, Iwill.”

“David, I don’t like that you’re not speaking to your family. It’s my fault.”

“The only fault you have is that you love me. I couldn’t ask for anything more, my sweetEmma.”

“You know I can pay for their tickets.”

“And you know that neither I nor my family would accept such an expensive gift. Don’t worry, it won’t be long before I sell enough cupcakes and strudels to make it right. I promiseyou.”

“And I promise you that if they don’t want to come to our wedding, we’ll take our wedding to them. Even if I need to get the priest to stand with us at your father’s frontdoor.”

“You’re a funny girl.” He shook his head. “Front door wedding. Well, I haven’t heard of one before, but hey, I’m just an ordinaryman.”

“You’re anything but ordinary, David. You’re the love of mylife.”

“And you aremine.”

We kissed for another few minutes before I shot up. “We have to celebrate.”

“I thought we were, my moose.”

I chuckled again. “No, let’s go out to dinner, David. Please let me take you to a fancy restaurant foronce.”

“Emma, I couldn’t…”

“No, you need to. Think of it as research. We can order every kind of pastry, and you can see what American sweets you like toeat.”

“Sweet American cupcakes are my favorite. I don’t mind researching them here.” He shifted, cupping both my breasts, squeezing them lightly with a smug look on his face before his hands slid lower. “Or your perfect round buns,” he breathed as he grasped my ass, squeezing it gently. I reached back, covering his hand with mine. He twined his fingers with mine and pulled them up to his mouth, kissing them gently, saying, “And your lady fingers.”

His hands on me aroused me, and once again I wished for some alone time. “I feel like I’m part of your meal, David.”

“Because you are, sweet Emma. Nothing can be sweeter – no pastry I make or cake I bake will ever compare to the taste ofyou.”

Yes, this man definitely had a way with words that made me swoon in hisarms.

“The gravy that holds us together is stronger than Earth’s.”

“Gravity?”

“Yes, gravity. I cannot live without you, Emma. You’re the one who holds my heart.”

“And you’re the one who holds mine. Please, David. Let’s celebrate.”

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