“No hanky panky,” I snicker and love that his cheeks go pink. How does the bad ass assassin get so embarrassed by a little sex?

“You’re evil,” he mutters.

“It’s why you love me,” I say and then freeze.

His eyes heat up and he approaches, sitting on the pleasure corner of the desk. “One of many reasons,” he says and takes my hand.

“Say it again,” I murmur.

“Will you say it back?” he whispers.

“Only one way to find out.”

My heart is hammering in my chest when he leans forward and brushes his fingertips lightly over my lips. “I love you, Ruby Bellingham.”

I smile and nip his fingers gently. “I’ll come to Ireland with you,” I reply and see the crushing disappointment in his eyes that I didn’t tell him I loved him back. But how can I say that yet? I barely know him.

“Good,” he mutters and drops his eyes to my lap. “You’re being a tease,” he adds darkly.

“Punish me?” I breathe.

“Let me think of a way while you have your alone time. I will make you pay, Princess.”

I swallow, his tone leaving me with no doubt that whatever comes my way, my Daddy is going to be severe before he absolves me of my sins.

I can’t fucking wait.