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When I step out of the castle and see a limousine waiting in front of the steps, my eyes dart to Misha.
He waves a hand for me to walk, then opens the back door for me.
I climb into the luxurious vehicle, and while I adjust my dress, I glance at the drive. Tilting my head, I say, “Seriously? Alek and Armani are coming with?”
Misha gets in next to me, then says, “It’s for our safety.”
“I thought it would be just us,” I complain, not happy to share my date with them.
“They’re just driving us to the restaurant,” Misha explains, then he presses a button that has a black screen going up between us and the front seats. “Pretend they’re not there.”
Feeling better that they won’t be joining us for dinner, I relax against the seat and focus my attention on Misha.
His eyes caress my face, and soon an intimate bubble forms around us.
“I like this,” I admit.
“Do you still feel it?” Misha asks.
“What?”
“The explosive spark between us.”
My lips curve up. “Every single day.”
He leans closer to me, and placing a finger beneath my chin, he presses a tender kiss to my lips.
The vehicle eventually comes to a stop, and Misha grins at me. “Are you ready to be wined and dined?”
Chuckling, I nod and let him help me out of the back seat. I glance at the front of the limousine, but it’s already vacated, and there’s no sign of Armani and Alek.
“They’re checking our surroundings. I don’t want to take any risks with you out in the open,” Misha explains.
Awww. Swoon.
He places a hand on my lower back, and as we walk toward the entrance of the restaurant, he keeps glancing around.
Always on guard. My protective caveman.
We’re seated at a beautiful candle-lit table in the back corner, where it’s more private.
Instead of sitting across from me, Misha takes the chair to my left.
A server pours us each a glass of champagne, then he says, “Would you like to wait a couple of minutes, or should I bring the starters?”
“Give me five minutes,” Misha replies.
When the server leaves, I lean into Misha and press a kiss to his lips. “This place is gorgeous.”
“Not half as gorgeous as you,” he murmurs as he takes hold of my hand. “There’s something very important I need to tell you.”
A serious expression tightens his features, and it instantly has nerves spinning in my stomach. “Something bad?”
He shakes his head. Clearing his throat, his eyes lock with mine. “You’re like a shooting star, Aurora. Two years ago, you brightened my life for one night, and ever since, I kept looking up, hoping for another glimpse of you.”
Oh. Jesus.
Realizing what this is, tears jump to my eyes.
