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The fact that she gave me orders was adorable. I shrugged out of my sleeves and said, “I’m not the best man in the world, sweetheart, but I can make you scream.”
Her fingers ran lightly over my cheek and her lips met mine.
Tonight was ours. And I was a man of my word. Nicole deserved to know pleasure and I’d not have my own until I ensured she was fully satisfied.
She was mine now, forever.
Chapter 11
Nicole
Breakfast served in our room meant I stayed in Ryder’s arms, like we had no worries, as the sun rose.
Being naked near him didn’t faze me. My skin zapped from his touch and I arched my back still, like I was preparing for more of him inside me.
All my core exercises had made last night more pleasurable as I reacted to his slightest touch.
However, as morning waned, we dragged ourselves out of bed and took a shower, together.
I was in a state of bliss, but the moment I dressed the world began to normalize.
“You look beautiful today,” he said.
The fuzziness of our evening sharpened fast in my vision, even if I didn’t want it to. I ignored the snap of reality and twirled in my white-and-blue-trimmed day dress and white sandals. “The palace tailors are amazing. I don’t know how they figured out my size so perfectly.”
He checked that his stiff white shirt was buttoned, kissed my forehead, and said, “I’m sure designers are donating clothes for you to showcase.”
Even better. I had no issue snapping photos as a thank-you for the gifts. I’d have to look into it, but for now I said, “The donations here are better than the ones I got at home.”
He tugged on a black jacket with the blue and gold crest sewn into his sleeves as he said, “You’re to be the newest American princess.”
My lips pressed together. I studied him as I asked, “That’s what they are calling me?”
“The nicer papers,” he said and wrapped his arms around my waist. I swallowed and closed my eyes. His scent of the forest and ocean calmed me still.
“I have to go oversee the church for our wedding,” he said.
I met his gaze. “Need me to come?”
“No, Emily is coming for you,” he said and then quickly kissed me. My knees melted, but as he brushed the hair out of my face he said, “It seems she likes you.”
I let him go and checked my face in the mirror. I never wore much makeup, but I did need to take a picture with the proper light. Once I was sure I looked okay, I said, “I’ve always had sisters, but having one is new for her. Will I see you later?”
He nodded and said, “We’ll have lunch together.”
I handed him my phone with the camera opened, and stood by the open window in his room that showed the sea in the distance. Once I posed, he snapped a few pictures.
I kissed him on his cheek and said, “See you soon, then.”
However, when I turned to go, he caught my wrist. My heart skipped and adrenaline rushed through me. Then his lips met mine and that kiss rocked me.
As I sashayed away, I bounced a little with every step.
I’d never been this happy.
Guards directed me to a room and, when I entered, I saw Ryder’s blonde sister in conversation with a group of women. I said, “Emily.”
She waved for me to join her and said, “Nicole, good. Come. These are our tailors and they have designs and questions for you.”
