“This?”
“Yes, whateverthisis that you came here to lecture me on, I’m not here for it. Not right now, not today—not doing it.”
Shep cocked his head. “And you think that’s your decision because…?”
“Because right now, here, I am your superior.”Oh yes, I like the sound of that.“Here I am the Prince of Monaco, and you are my guest. Therefore, you have to do whatIwant.”
“First off, I’m your brother’s guest, and second”—Shep took a step forward, backing me up against the tree—“I amalwaysyour superior.”
Putain.I liked the sound of that even better.
“You agreed to that when you took your oath at Libertine,” he added.
I brought my glass to my lips and took a sip. “Careful, you get much closer and Dani and her friends will think you’re going tohave at meafter all.”
As if he just realized how intimate our stance was, Shep took a step back. It seemed he couldn’t help but get closer to me these days.
That was a new development, but not a wholly unexpected one, considering he’d had a taste of me now. I was rather irresistible.
“No fear of that happening.”
“No? So you just keep showing up for the festivities, then?” I pursed my lips. “That doesn’t seem like you. The serious Shepard Winchester thethird. Methinks you are showing up to seemoi.”
“Because you’re keeping secrets.”
I grinned over the rim of my glass. “Lucky for you that I know how, right? Wouldn’t want anyone to find out Jean and Katerina weren’t the only two joined in the church that day.”
“Jesus Christ?—”
“Yes, he was there too.”
“You need to stop drinking.” Shep went to reach for my second glass, but I pulled it out of his reach.
“Au contraire.You need to start drinking more. Come on, Shep. Loosen up a little.”
His jaw bunched. “I don’t have time to loosen up. I need to?—”
“Do what you’re told, I know.” I pushed off the tree and sidled a little closer to him. “But remember how much fun you had when you did what youwantedinstead?”
Shep licked along his lower lip, and I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol, the festivities, or the man himself, but my dick immediately took notice.
When did he get so fucking hot?
“And you think I want to do you?”
“Ouais, je crois tu as envie de me baiser.”I didn’t mean to say it in French, but when my brain left the building and lust took over, I couldn’t seem to help myself. And something about the way Shep’s eyes darkened at my words had every single nerve ending firing.
“What’d you just say?” His voice was gravel rough and made my balls tingle.
“Why? Did it turn you on?” When he didn’t deny it, I knew I was right, and I had just enough alcohol buzzing through my system to make me stupid.“Est-ce que ça t'a fait bander?”
His eyes flared with definite interest. I glanced down his body, and he was as hard as I now was.
“I see it did.” I tossed my empty glass to the grass and put my hand on his lapel, angling my body so no one could see. “Take me inside.”
“Are you crazy?”
“No, but I’m as hard as you are and really want to fuck.”
