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The car stops, and he momentarily puts on the parking brake but doesn’t switch off the engine.
There’s a gleam in his eyes when he asks me if I trust him.
“That’s a loaded question.”
“Yes or no, Angel. Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” I answer honestly. “I trust you.”
“Then be a good girl and close your eyes,” he murmurs, his breath a warm whisper on my skin as he kisses me.
Saint Garo calling me a “good girl” sets my body on fire at a volcanic level, bubbling away until he makes it erupt.
I watch, my pulse thrumming with excitement and curiosity as he reaches down the side of his chair, revealing a black blindfold.
Oh fuck yes. This is turning kinky. Maybe he is going to ravish me up here in the woods. A game of hide and seek maybe!
Then I circle back, remembering all those times we had sex on the beach and how sand would get into places it wasn’t supposed to go. The thought of getting my ass scraped and scored by twigs with all kinds of bugs crawling around sends an unwanted shiver down my spine.
Maybe there’s a large blanket in the trunk?
“Here, put this on. Keep still.”
My world fades to darkness as the blindfold is placed perfectly over my eyes.
“No peeking. Promise?”
My fingers dance over the fabric covering my eyes, and he tickles my ribs when I don’t answer, making me jump.
“Okay… yes. Yes. I promise.”
I listen as the car glides through the gates, and a few moments later, the car engine stops.
Cold air sweeps into the warm car when Saint opens the door and guides me outside. The crisp and refreshing air carries the unmistakable fragrance of fall—a blend of earthy decay and the lingering sweetness of pine. I take a moment to breathe it all in, wishing I could bottle it up and take it home with me.
“I’m going to remove the blindfold. Keep your eyes closed until I say so.”
Butterflies dance wildly in my stomach with anticipation as sunlight floods my eyelids.
“Open your eyes, Lexy,” Saint whispers with a hint of pride in his voice that I’ve never heard him express before.
As I did, I found myself standing before a modern mansion adorned with vines that seemed to merge seamlessly with the surrounding landscape. I had stepped into a fairytale, and today I was the princess.
Saint’s arm slid around my waist, pulling me gently against him. “Welcome home, Angel,” he whispers.
A shocked gasp escapes my lips. “Home?”
“I bought it for us. I meant everything I said to you. I love you, Lexy, and I want us to start a life together. So long as you want it too.”
My eyes roam over the sleek lines of the mansion, so stunned I can’t speak.
“Say something.”
“I can’t,” I whisper.
“Why not?”
“Because if I do, I’ll cry.”
