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“You don’t need to do that,” she insisted, her dark eyes piercing him. Why did it seem like she didn’t trust him any longer? He still wanted to prove he hadn’t been leaving her up here alone while he danced with some blonde, but it was hardly the most important matter of the moment.
“I am going to do that.” He gave her a look that everyone but his father and Ray would obey.
“Oh my, Mr. Alpha Wolf, what a large ego you have.”
“All the better to keep you in line with, my dear.”
She pushed out a disgruntled breath, but her eyes sparkled at him, a challenge he’d missed seeing. They’d always teased like this. Maybe they could get back to the two almost-kisses they’d had earlier.
“I’m not one of your empty-headed, admiring flock of females, Crown Prince Tristan, and I won’t do what you say.” Her words were feisty, but at least she was teasing him, not claiming he was dancing with that blonde.
He eased in close enough that his chest brushed her arm and slowly looked her over. “You’re right, Jenn. You’re not empty-headed; you’re brilliant and the only admirer I want. I will keep you safe. I won’t leave your side again.”
She held his gaze, her eyes questioning if he was sincere. How could he prove she was the only woman he had ever wanted and would ever want?
“Well, you need to leave my side right now, so get going.” She pushed at his chest.
Tristan groaned. He did need to go. He could only pray he’d be back with her soon, and then he could demonstrate once and for all that she was the only woman he wanted to be with. He wrapped up her hand on his chest with his hand and pulled it to his lips.
She quivered slightly as he brushed his lips across her knuckles.
“Oh my, what lovely lips you have,” she murmured.
Tristan’s grin grew. He knew his next line by heart, had used it on her many times before. He wrapped his arm around her lower back and pulled her in tight. He had at least a minute to confirm she had his undying devotion.
“All the better to kiss you with, my dear.”
She let out a telling, sweet sigh and arched up toward him. Tristan bent to meet her, eagerness and anticipation making his head light. Nine long, lonely months were over. Jennifer was finally in his arms.
His phone rang, bringing him back to the reality that the entire wedding party was probably waiting for him to cut the cake.
He cursed, and she actually smiled.
Holding her close, he took his time looking over her gorgeous face, lingering on her lips before meeting her gaze again. He saw the hope of every good dream in her deep-brown eyes.
“Hold that thought,” he murmured huskily.
Her eyelashes fluttered, her lips softened, and her throat bobbed as she swallowed.
Yanking himself away from her was a concerted effort. He did it. Only because he was the crown prince who knew his duties, and he knew he’d be back soon.
“Please stay here,” he cautioned.
She studied him but nodded her head.
His phone finally stopped buzzing.
“Do you need anything?”
“No. I noticed you stock your mini fridge with my favorite seltzer water. I stole one.”
“To remind me of you,” he said softly. “You can have anything of mine, Jenn.”
Her dark gaze was still uncertain. He hated that.
His phone started ringing again. “Twenty minutes,” he promised, planning on fifteen.
She raised her eyebrows as if she’d believe it when she saw it. He forced himself to hurry out the door, shut it behind him, and jog down the hall. Answering his phone as he ran, he muttered, “Yeah?”
