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Nolan chuckled. He yearned to lean in for a kiss right then and there, but the guards had already climbed into a Lexus LFA, a supercar that might have a chance of keeping up with his Lamborghini—ifhewere the one driving the Lexus. He never ditched his guards, at least not for long, but driving was a freedom and happiness he savored, and he was exceptional at it.

Madeline slid into the seat. He was frozen for a moment as he studied her. “You look unbelievably enticing in that seat.”

“Thank you.” Her emerald eyes were full of him, and he thought maybe tonight would be the night he could speed things up, just a little.

He strode around the car and into his seat. Easing out of the garage, he slid sunglasses on and directed the powerful vehicle down the road to the village. The guards had the gates open before he arrived. He lifted a hand as they bowed and kept his speed at barely above an idle as they drove through Greenville. Mothers curtsied and children waved to him. Teenagers pointed, and young adults stared in awe. The Lamborghini was beautiful, but it was the woman seated at his side who was breathtaking.

“I feel like I’m the main attraction of a parade,” Madeline said.

“Everyone is gawking because of how unbelievably beautiful you are.”

“It’s not me. It’s the car, and the king.”

“I beg to differ.” He took her hand and brushed a kiss across her knuckles. She let out a sweet sigh that made his muscles tighten.

He had to release her hand as they reached the valley floor. His guards stayed tight to his bumper.

“I know you prefer slow and steady,” he teased, actually the first time he’d teased her about those words of a month before, “but are you ready for a taste of speed?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” She gave him a challenging look that had his heart racing out of control. After a month of constantly being together and growing close, maybe she was ready to take the next step in their relationship.

Nolan wanted to punch a fist in the air. Instead, he shifted and pressed the accelerator. They shot off down the highway, backs and heads flattening against the seat behind them from the burst of power. He was rewarded with a cute little gasp from her. He worked his way quickly through the gears, pushing for top speed on this open highway. Thankfully, no tractors, buses, or minivans cluttered the road. It was as if everyone knew to leave the road open so their king could impress his lady.

“Nolan,” she breathed out when he accelerated past three-hundred kilometers per hour.

“All right then?” he asked. He wanted to impress but not scare her. Some were terrified to drive with him and, regrettably, Anne had been one of those he’d learned to slow down for.

“I love it,” she admitted.

Nolan grinned and upped the speed. The Veneno topped out at three-hundred and fifty-five kilometers per hour. He almost hit that ceiling before they reached the mountain pass that led to Traverse.

With the more challenging road, he slowed his speed and downshifted. The Veneno took the curves easily, and Nolan enjoyed every second of this ride—the pace, the control, and the power of his car, but most of all that Madeline was by his side, and shelovedit.

She let out a whoop as they raced around a corner. He couldn’t stop himself from glancing at her and laughing at the glint in her green eyes.

They reached the end of the canyon. He shot out onto the highway, glanced both ways, and spun a smooth one-eighty through both lanes.

“Yes!” Madeline cheered.

They sped back the other direction. Halfway through the canyon, they flew past his guards. He waved to them, and Madeline laughed. Sergeant Braxton was driving, and he looked stressed. The guy was tough and brave, but a bit too serious for Nolan.

“I have to slow down and let them catch up, or Ray will cuss me,” he told Madeline, slowing his speed.

She giggled. “I’d love to see the general cuss out the king.”

“Now that is hurtful. I thought you were on my team.”

“Always.” There was a promising look in her emerald eyes.

Joy filled him at that one word.Always. They would be a team in every way. Somehow, he would convince her.

“You look unbelievably enticing in that seat,” she added, her gaze trailing over him.

Nolan’s heart rate refused to slow, and his chest seemed to expand. “I know.”

She laughed beautifully at that. “I guess I can’t expect a humble king. Who would obey you if you were humble?”

“Good point.” He was still going slow and waiting for the guards, so he took his hand off the gearshift and wrapped it around hers. “I only humble myself for you, beautiful Madeline.”

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