In the evening, Damien woke me up with kisses, soft ones along my collarbone, then harder ones on my mouth until I was laughing into his lips and pushing him away so I could actually breathe.
“Get up,” he said, voice rough. “We're going somewhere.”
I groaned, rolling onto my stomach. “We just came back from shopping a few hours ago.’
He flipped me over like I weighed nothing, pinned my wrists above my head with one hand, and kissed down my neck. “You have five minutes to get dressed or I'm carrying you out naked.”
I glared up at him. “You wouldn't.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Try me.”
I believed him.
Ten minutes later I wore the green dress he bought when we went shopping. He looked me over, nodded once like I had passed inspection and took my hand.
We drove in his car. I leaned my hea
