Page 52 of King of Knights

It’s not the chaste kiss I was expecting since Blossom is standing right here. It’s more of a demanding, possessive kiss. Everything in me settles into a peacefulness.

“I’ve missed you too,” I say when he pulls away.

“I had some club business to handle. I didn’t want to wake you,” he says against my lips. “Did you sleep well? How are you feeling this morning?”

“I slept like a baby. I’m feeling great. I was about to open this box. What is it?”

He shrugs. “Open it.”

I turn and move to open it. I don’t miss that he rests a hand on my back as if he can’t stand not touching me. I don’t mind. I like the warm, heavy feel of his touch.

Sparks course through me. I want to feel his hands everywhere. I grin to myself as his thoughts mirror mine.

He growls and slaps my butt. “Later, my little one. Later.”

I open the box and gasp. There’s a gorgeous gown inside. I lift it from the box and stare at it.

“What’s this for?”

“You wanted to say goodbye to your father. We will both get a chance to do so tonight at your engagement party,” he replies.

I hold the gown against my chest and turn to look up at him. “Kendrick, I don’t know about this. My father can get a little irrational when it comes to me.”

“Do I look as if I’m afraid of anyone? Especially a human,” he says with a raised brow.

“No, but—”

“We are going. And when we return, I will peel you out of that dress and have my way with you until the morning hours. Now, come on. I want my brothers to meet you.”

“Shouldn’t I try on the dress?”

“It will fit,” Blossom says, reminding me she’s still here.

Kendrick looks me over. “It will be fine, but you should change that outfit.”

“What’s wrong with what I have on?”

“We’ll be walking through the clubhouse. There are brothers all around today. I don’t want anyone seeing you like that.”

“Like what?” I frown.

“Ray,”he growls. “Just one look at you and I’m hard. You will not walk through my clubhouse like that.”

Blossom snickers. I look at her and roll my eyes. Kendrick grunts and waves a hand in my direction. I look down and I now have on a cute pair of high-waisted jeans with a T-shirt tucked into them.

“You have good taste, but don’t do that again,” I huff. “Besides, that dress is more provocative than what I had on.”

“The dress is appropriate for the point I intend to make this evening and you will be by my side the entire time.”

He turns to Blossom and growls, “Blossom, why do you keep snickering?”

“Sorry, Prez, but you never allow anyone to argue with you. It’s a little funny that you haven’t shut her down yet.”

“Both of you, let’s go,” he grunts.

He laces his fingers with mine and tugs me out of the room beside him. I’ll admit, I’m a little turned on by his dominance. Okay, maybe a lot.

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