I shot him a dirty look.
“Oops,” He added. “Good thing we’re in a confessional.”
I laughed. “Maybe you should sit down for a minute. You look uncomfortable like that.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?”
“If I get any closer to you, I’m going to have at least one more sin to confess.”
I felt my body heat. “But Dustin,” I said, and showed him the ring I still had on. “It’s not a sin. We’re married.”
He bit his lip. “Cat, youarecrazy. Just so you know. Literally ten seconds ago you told me to let you out so you could run away and never see me again.”
I started unbuttoning the first button of his button-down, short-sleeved shirt. “I’m the queen of ice,” I said. “But once you burn through to my heart, I’m forever yours.”
He finally sat. “The queen of ice. I like that. Did you come up with that?”
“No. It was my grandmother,” I said, then flashed my eyes at him. “She says the only person who would have married me was the king of fire.”
“I love it. Maybe next time instead of a rabbit we can do someGame of Thronescos-play? Because you’re giving me all sorts of dirty ideas.”
“We’re in a confessional, you know. You should probably stop thinking those things.”
“I think the universe owes us some leniency at this point. What do you think?”
“Shut up and kiss me, Duke.”
“Yes, my queen.”
We kissed, and I had to stop him.
“Wait a second here,” I said. “So are you…moving to Spain? What’s going on?”
“No, I’m bringing you back to the U.S.”
“How? My visa is still not active.”
“You’re back in, now. Winterborne saved you. Well, he and some guy named Phil
teamed up.”
I dropped my jaw. “Winterborne and Phil? No. I thought Winterborne hated us.”
“Me too. Turns out, he thought we were a hilarious couple.”
I poked Dustin. “No! I don’t believe you. You’re making this up.”
Dustin leaned in and whispered, nibbling my ear. “He said a couple who was as forthright about their cosplay as us, would never be making up their romance.”
I couldn’t tell if he was joking or not.
“You should have never doubted this relationship,” he said. “So now I think it’s time for you to repent.”
“How about some Our Fathers?”
He ran a hand under my shirt, and I could feel my skin heating up.
