In a playful mood, I held his face in my hands and made him look up at me. “Who do you think is prettier? Lyle’s ‘dinner’ or me?”

“You,” he answered instantly with an innocent smile on his face. If I weren’t familiar with his personality, I might have mistaken him for a pure, excitable virgin.

To be completely honest, my heart did race at his sweet words. But I also knew that anything a man said was not to be trusted, especially not when he wanted to get you in his bed.

“You say that as if you’ve slept with her too.”

“You say that as if I’ve never slept with her before.”

I was rendered speechless. “But why?”

Instead of replying, he hoisted me off the floor and carried me all the way to the living room couch.

“Hey!” I panicked, struggling to close my legs firmly and get away from him.

As if having expected my reaction, he wasted no time squeezing in between my legs and hooking them around his waist.

If Lyle saw us in such a compromising position, he might just explode with rage.

That idea cheered me up greatly.

my shirt. “I know you’ve

I retorted, trying to pull his hands

take my shirt off and skipped right to slipping his

“Liar.”

I couldn’t deny that.

silence as an affirmative answer, chuckling before pressing his warm lips to mine. Trapped under the

out in between kisses. “I’m hungry… I want

sure to stuff

“I’m being serious.”

replied with a

Little calf?

lay there motionless, letting

response, he grinned

up and cook dinner. As if knowing that I

calf,” then he had to be the castle’s spoilt

watched as I moved around the kitchen, instantly approaching me and wrapping his arms around me from behind as soon as I

to use sugar?” he asked, his chin resting

“Yes. Why?”

going to use sugar. He replied casually, “Nothing. I just don’t like eating sweet

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