Page 122 of Destined Lovers

“Okay.”

We sit in silence, patiently waiting for our dessert. I’m still butted up against Declan’s chair. He has him around my shoulder, running his finger through my hair, almost putting me to sleep.

I’m so emotionally drained right now, there is a good chance Declan will have to carry me out of here.

“Will Maeve be there when we get home?”

Home. I say that so effortlessly, even though it’s only been three days. It’s like I was always supposed to be here…itwasalways the plan, so maybe that’s why I feel so at ease here.

“I just spoke to Maeve when I went to the loo. She’ll be home on Monday.”

“Monday?” I practically yell. “What the hell, Declan? You said I could see her, that you’re not holding back anymore. Monday is in two more days.”

He rubs my arms. “Hey, look at me,” he uses his other hand to maneuver my chin so our eyes meet.

“Maeve is staying with Sadie and Wills because tonight she was invited to go to the premier of a movie she’s been dying to see. All the actors will be there, so I couldn’t possibly ask her to miss that.”

A movie premiere? Who the hell are his friends?

And, of course, she’ll be with Sadie again. I know I haven’t seen her in over a year because of my issues, but it wasn’t like I wanted to stay away from her.

We spoke multiple times a day on our road trip, and I was looking forward to seeing her here in London. It feels like I’m getting pushed to the side because she’s besties with Sadie.

Ugh, I hate myself right now.

It annoys the shite out of me when girls are jealous of other girls.

Declan continues, “AndIasked Sadie if Maeve can stay tomorrow because I have something special planned for us at the house. Now that you’re officially here in London, I want to celebrate our first date as a couple living together, and I have a surprise for you.”

Oh.

“I like surprises.”

He pulls my chin forward and kisses me. “I know you do,” he mumbles against my lips and rubs his thumb along my jaw.

Declan doesn’t deepen our kiss but also doesn’t move away, just pressure and suction. God, I love this man. Just kissing him like this makes me crazy.

He squeezes my jaw tight, smooshes his lips into mine hard, and pulls away fast. “I can kiss your lips all the time. I love them so much.” He says as our dessert comes.

I devour it in ten seconds.

“I don’t know how you eat all that sugary shite. That’s a dessert children order.”

I grin. “You don’t know what you’re missing out on.”

“I think I’m okay. However, there is something I’m missing out on, and it’s you in our bed. So let’s go.”

* * *

I’m so relaxed right now. We’re lying in Declan’s extra large tub that he had ordered just for this…for us. He ordered it even when he didn’t know where I was or when I would be back. He always had faith.

Tub aside, this bathroom is something straight out of a magazine. His designer is Will’s sister, and she undeniably knows what she’s doing. It’s beautiful.

I took a bath when I first got here, and I didn’t appreciate it one bit since I was so stressed, but now lying here with Declan makes a world of difference.

“Mmm,” he moans. “I think we need to incorporate baths into our weekly routine. This is heavenly.”

“You’ve never been in this bath?”

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