“Oh my god.”
The usher walks over and pulls out both chairs.
“Can I start you both with a glass of champagne?” he asks as he pulls out a bottle from the ice bucket beside the table.
“Thank you, Marcus.” Caleb nods as he walks us over and tucks me into my chair with a kiss to the top of my head before he sits down in front of me.
I’m still grinning in disbelief when a grey nurse shark stalks past the window. “This is so cool,” I gush.
This is probably a normal level of cool for a billionaire, but for regular folk like me, dining in the middle of an aquarium tunnel isseriouslycool.
“Your entrees will be along in a minute.” Marcus smiles and then walks off further into the tunnel.
Caleb raises his glass, and I pick up mine to follow. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Lex. The first of many,” he says with such hope, and we clink our glasses together.
I can feel my cheeks blush at how giddy he makes me, not only with his words but his actions, too.
“Caleb, this is such a special date. I can’t believe how thoughtful this is.”
“I’m glad you like it,” he says as the floor begins to move, and our table slowly travels deeper into the tunnel.
We move into the mouth, and now it’s not just one wall of water, but over our heads and to our other side, marine life gently swims around us. The biggest stingray I’ve ever seen slides over the arch of the tunnel, his giant belly slipping over the glass from one side to the other.
I follow his trail right as a mermaid swims into view.
“Wha-What?” I look atCaleb. “It’s a mermaid!”
“Yes, apparently, they’re a real thing,” he says with amusement.
The woman comes right up to the glass, smiling and waving at us. She’s wearing a royal blue tail, covered in shimmering scales and pearls. She does a few flips and turns before swimming off, only for another woman to swim by, this time in a green tail.
We spend hours moving through the underwater tunnel, enjoying plates of delicious food while mermaids dance around us. We talk about anything and everything, and with every second that passes, I fall more in love with Caleb Heart to the point where there’s no turning back.
Chapter forty-seven
I’m drunk on love right now. Lex is wrapped up in my arms, baring her neck to me with soft giggles and sighs as I trace my lips and tongue up her throat and behind her ear while we ride up the elevator to my penthouse.
There isn’t a moment when I’m with Lex that isn’t utterly fulfilling. To my mind, my body, and my soul. She’s every part that completes me. Not that I felt incomplete before her, but having her in my life has opened my mind and my heart to new possibilities. And I can’t go back.
The doors ding and open. I lean down to pick up Lex’s bag, then wrap my arm around her shoulder as we walk to my door. She cuddles into my body, and I know there’s no way I can keep my feelings about her a secret any longer. She’ll figure it out in the gifts I plan to give her tonight, anyway.
I unlock my front door and walk us straight to my bedroom to drop her bag on the armchair near the window.
Lex sits on the edge of the bed, unclasping the strap of her heel.
“Hey, maybe I wanted those left on,” I say as I stalk over to the bed, taking her ankle from her and bringing it up to my chest, forcing her to fall back against the bed and laugh.
I smile down at her, running a palm up and down her calf, and then I kiss the arch of her foot.
“Do you want something to drink? I still need to give you your present.”
“For the record, the date you planned tonight counts as a present.” She sighs wistfully.
“Plenty more where that came from, baby.”
“Okay. Well, can I give you my present first?”
“You got me a present?”