Page 181 of Ruthless Knight

“I agree, and I love you just the way you are.” I open my mouth, and he eases the dessert inside. This is my first time trying it. I don’t usually like anything with pecans, but I do exactly what he says and I’m pleasantly surprised by the delicious combination of the sweet, nutty taste.

“Good, right?”

“Yes. I like it.”

He cuts off another piece and feeds it to me, watching my lips as I open my mouth.

He feeds me like this at home, too, except we don’t usually stay decent for this long. I’d either be on the table, in bed, or up against the wall by now with him buried deep inside me.

We’re at No.11, the place where we began and started this journey together.

Tonight, we’re celebrating our sixth-month wedding anniversary.

Our official anniversary day was two weeks ago, but today was the day we were supposed to get divorced and go our separate ways.

But here we are, together, looking forward to all the wild fantasies and adventures we can think of creating for the rest of forever.

Over the last few months, we’ve spent the most remarkable time together, traveling everywhere. Europe, Asia, Africa, and the Caribbean—our second love nest.

Tonight, we’re sitting at the same table we shared on the rooftop on our first date. This is the first time we’ve been back to No. 11 since that night.

That night, I was lamenting the loss of another job and the doomed shadow hanging over my career. Tonight, I’m sitting here with my dream job atPeople Magazine. I’ve been working there for the last two months, and I couldn’t be happier. My serialGirl No. 9has also been optioned for a TV series on Netflix.

Words can’t express the depth of my happiness when it comes to my career. It’s unbelievable how it’s taken off in ways I never imagined.

But the best thing about my life is my husband, the beautiful man sitting in front of me who changed my life.

Tonight is about the celebration of finding each other and being together, but I also have a surprise for him.Anotherbig reason to celebrate.

We arrived forty minutes ago, and I’ve been dying to tell him what it is.

I gave him a little clue earlier when we sat down to eat, but I wanted to wait for the perfect moment.

“Is it time to tell me this surprise of yours yet?” Knight feeds me another bite of the scrolls.

“Yes.” I giggle.

“Do I have to guess what it is?”

I smile wider. “That would be fun.”

“Okay, is it that you’re not wearing panties? Because that would definitely be fun.” He glides his finger up my thighs, rolling my skirt up. A frown mars his face when he touches the edge of my panties. “Youarewearing panties.”

I giggle. “I just wanted you to touch me.”

“Okay, I’ll keep touching you while I guess.”

“That works.”

He gives me a soft stare. “Is it … your newest article? Did you get a million readers?”

“Nope, but that would be nice.”

He strokes my thigh, picks up his glass of wine, and holds it out to my lips. “Drink. It’s easier to get you to spill secrets when you’ve had one too many.”

I shake my head. “I’m afraid I can’t drink that tonight or anything alcoholic for a while.”

We ordered the same wine we did that first night, but he hasn’t noticed that I’ve only been drinking water since we’ve been here.

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