Page 30 of Too Enchanting

“It’s lovely,” she said.

“You’re lovely,” I replied, then, unable to help myself, I pulled her in for another kiss.

Once her lips were swollen and her breathing was heavy, I lifted my head from hers and gestured for her to sit.

We lowered ourselves to the blanket and I picked up the wine and began to pour. I handed Serena the first glass, then poured my own.

“Thank you,” she said softly.

“You’re welcome,” I replied. “I hope you like red.”

“I do,” Serena said, then added, “But I mean for all of it. This is really sweet of you, and I have to say, it really makes me want to kiss you again.” Her voice lowered on that last bit, as if she were a little shy.

I bit back a growl at her statement, and another glimpse of her vulnerability and said, “So, what do you say we eat up and then make out on the blanket.”

Serena laughed and flushed prettily, before saying, “Sounds like a plan to me.”

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