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This was too easy. “You calling yourself a floozy?”
“Am I…? You better watch out there, Mister. You mess with the goat, you get the horns. I’m no floo- wait a second.”
I pressed my lips together to hide my smile, but it didn’t work. “You might need more than a second.”
Bobby pointed to himself. “Are you saying that I’m the floozy? The one who gets wined, dined, and left behind?”
I rested a big paw on his slim shoulder. “Not if you don’t wanna be.”
“What does that mean, then? That I get to be the date who gets wined, dined, and… held on to?” His sweet brown eyes looked up at me with vulnerability and hope.
“That’s right. Forever, if you want to. You’re my fated mate.”
He nodded, biting his lip. “I am your fated mate.”
“Ah, you feel it, too.”
“Obviously. I just didn’t have a way to say anything.” I moved closer to him, wrapping my arms around his petite little waist and pinching a little, making him squeak like he was a mouse instead of a goat.
“You have a way to say everything else. Literally.”
He giggled. “Oh, please, Boss Lion.”
“Love it when you call me that.” I pulled him close. He came with a smile. I leaned forward slowly, making him wait for it, even though the agony was killing me, too. Finally, our lips met. I stood up out of my chair so we could be chest-to-chest. Bobby wrapped his arms around my neck, standing on his tiptoes to kiss me deeper, and his nipples were so hard I felt them through both his shirt and mine. I deepened the kiss, sipping like a fine wine. He tasted sweet, savory, and, well, a little like aluminum. I chuckled.
“What are you laughing at?” He asked, barely taking his mouth away from mine. I couldn’t resist. I kissed him some more before answering.
“I just love that you’re a plucky, feisty goat.”
“Good, then this is the perfect time to lay out my demands. I want Moët and strawberries on ice when we get there. There better be a huge soaking tub overlooking the ocean.” He leaned over to scroll through the pictures. “There is. You might lose me in there and have to go on without me.”
“What if I was to join you?”
Bobby’s eyes darted back and forth as he looked into mine. “When are we going?”
“Today. Pack yourself a bag. You won’t need much, though, and if you do I’ll buy it.”
Bobby playfully shivered. “The magic words, ‘I’ll buy it.’” He set his iPad down on my desk and stood up, gazing at me with so much love in his eyes I couldn’t stand it. I was used to sass, or annoyance, but never naked, raw affection and romance. He gave me a big, loud smack on the lips and then pulled back, ready to get moving. “Let’s go. I want you to show me why you’re king of the jungle.”
“Oh, I will. I will.”
5
BOBBY
My eyes buggedout as we pulled up to our destination, the engine of our vehicle perfectly silent.
“I can’t believe they callthisa hotel.” Our driver grabbed our door and we stepped out of the cushy convertible, which Victor had waiting for us when his private jet brought us to the local airport in Big Sur.
“Yup, that’s what it is.” Victor nodded, taking my hand as he led me up to the door. He carried my handbag, while the driver and concierge gathered everything else together.
“So nice not to have to lift a finger.”
“You never have to lift a finger when you’re with me, Bobby,” Victor said in his sexy, growly voice, his thumb stroking the back of my hand. “I promise.” I swooned as I walked beside him. Was this really happening to little old me?
“I’m gonna hold you to that, Mister.”
He smiled down at me. “Please do.” The concierge opened the door for us, a giant smile on his face like he was the one vacationing here.
