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“You’re not about to carry me out in bridal style again, are you?”
“Do you want me to?” He couldn’t help but smirk. Her face from their date surfaced in his memories. He found it just as amusing as back then. Revenge never tasted sweeter. Would she make the same reaction right now?
It was tempting but the venue wasn’t the best place for it.
“No!” Eve protested a little too loudly. She pressed her fingers against her mouth and scanned the premise. As she predicted, hundreds of eyes watched them. A groan escaped her lips. She buried her face on the side of his chest, inhaling his cologne.
“Are you sure?” Ambryan asked, genuinely concerned now. He held her chin and raised it. His violet eyes met her hazel ones. The blush on her cheeks had magnified in saturation. He couldn’t tell anymore if it came from embarrassment or the alcohol.
Either way, it intrigued him on how much redder she could possibly be.
He leaned down and whispered in her ear. “I’d be gentle this time.”
