Page 895 of One More Kiss

He tapped his finger to his chin, then concurred.

“As long as you don’t kill me on our honeymoon, I’ll be fine with anything you sling my way.”

“Ooooh, the honeymoon.” She slipped her hand beneath his costume, encircling him with her fingers. “Where will we be doing this?”

“I was thinking Paris.”

“Yes,” she purred. “I approve. I can’t wait to do this…”

She tightened her grip and pulled. “…to you at the top of the Eifel Tower.”

He sputtered, and choked as they were called to the stage for the curtain call. Lu grinned back at him, and realized how lucky he was to meet his match.

And how lucky she had been to find him too.

THE END

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