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He helped her out of the tub and wrapped her in a towel as though she wasn’t able to take care of herself.
“I’m not sure, but there may be chocolate involved.”
He swept her up and walked through the bedroom and into the hallway.
“Where are you taking me now?” she asked, clutching his shoulders and laughing.
“It’s a secret.”
“You’re naked, I’m in a towel, and it’s pretty much the middle of the night.”
“Just be glad there’s no minister here, or I’d be dragging you down to the creepy altar right now.”
“Mr. Ellis, human sacrifice will get your new business shut down for health violations,” she teased, impressed at how steady her voice was considering her heart was in her throat. What man joked about marriage so early into a relationship? He was lucky she wasn’t terribly romantic or he might have gotten her hopes up.
Not that she wanted to get married. Ever. Although maybe being married to Grant wouldn’t be very 1950s housewife. It would probably be a lot more like having perpetual sleepovers with her BFF. Not exactly a horrendous fate.
“What would you like?” he asked, pushing open the door to the gift shop. “We
have chocolate bars, boxes of chocolate, an assortment of maple syrup for some strange reason, and leaf-shaped fudge with French writing on the package. Very schmancy.”
He set her on the counter and she looked around, grinning.
“I have no idea what half of these chocolate bars are. I don’t recognize the brand names.”
“Of course not. They’re fancy Canadian chocolate, made from 100 percent moose milk.”
He grabbed a Lucky Muskie Lodge messenger bag from the display and loaded it with two of every chocolate bar, a few boxes of chocolate, and then raided the cooler for soda.
“Something tells me this may be the most dangerous place on the island for us.”
“I was going to give you the line from Fifty Shades about whether you wanted to see my happy place, or my rumpus room, but I couldn’t remember what he called it.”
“I don’t know either. I just know that in all of the memes there are kittens. Kittens are all very fine and good, but I prefer the Room of Orgasmic Snacking you have here. Chocolate? Sign me up.”
“Wow, I’m a shitty Dominant. I dragged you down here and didn’t even ask about your hard limits when it comes to snacks.”
She gasped in mock horror. “Coconut, Master Grant. I’m offended that you’ve forgotten.”
He opened the messenger bag and showed her the contents then waved a hand over it like a magician. “See? No coconut. I did remember that much.”
Of course he had. The goof.
Chapter Seventeen
Walking into Catacombs with his arm around Arabella was almost as good as it would be to walk in with her on a leash. The music didn’t screech to a halt, but that was only because the laptop it ran from wasn’t personally invested in them as people. Although this wasn’t the first time he’d ever had her on his arm, he guessed that people could tell it was more than friendship between them this time around.
He wasn’t even sure anyone knew they had gone away together. Although he had told Will briefly about the lodge and the trip, it was Will staring, standing in the middle of the club with Juliet kneeling at his feet, that made Grant want to laugh the most.
“I can’t believe he really didn’t know,” Arabella whispered to him as she caught sight of Will too.
“He’s been a little busy.”
Arabella looked as amused about Will’s shock as Grant was. Really, if anyone should have caught on, it should have been his brother.
The crowd parted for them as they made their way to Will. His brother drew his submissive to her feet, stroking her long blonde hair behind her ear almost absently as he watched them approach.
“Juliet, what’s the date today?” Will asked.
