“Tag!” she hisses. A blush creeps up her cheeks that has nothing to do with the cold. “You cannot say things like that in public.”
“What?” I shrug. “It’s true.”
Liv breaks out of my arms and walks over to the ticket booth to pick up our tickets.
We’ve been together a few weeks now. Between work and my travel schedule, we have to take what time together we can find. I’m thankful that we have this time when we can actually have more than just a stolen night together.
As much as I wish my focus could be all on Liv, it can’t be. The team needs me. The season has been up and down. A win here, a loss there. It seems every time the guys start to get the confidence we need to take this thing down the stretch, a team comes in to rattle their determination.
“You ready?” Liv asks.
I nod, finding her hand and following her to the line. Idon’t know what it is, but I love touching this woman in all the small ways.
Holding her hand.
Touching her back.
Resting my hand on her waist.
The way she sinks into my hold tells me she loves it as much as I do.
“Alright, so why is this place so historic?”
The iconic stone structure looms large as we pass over the drawbridge. The cobblestone sidewalks are uneven as people stop to take in everything before them.
“It used to be a dungeon. Prisoners?—”
“Oh. I see.”
“See what?” Liv questions as she leads me into an open, green courtyard. Crows are flitting about as people snap photos.
“You brought me here to leave me in the dungeons.”
“Yes. That’s exactly why I decided to bring you here.” I can see her fighting the laugh. “Be lucky I’m not going to behead you.”
“Beheadings happened here?”
She points across my body to an area across the green. “King Henry the Eighth had his second wife beheaded there.”
“Seems very uncivilized of you to behead people.”
“They did it to warn people from betraying their country.” It’s hard to listen to what she’s saying because the sweet cadence of her accent is mesmerizing. “They also housed traitors here. Took them right through there.”
Liv points to another area of the massive space. Tucked away in here, it’s hard to hear the sounds of the city beyond.
“What do you do with traitors now?” I laugh.
“We ship them back to America.”
“Something equally as uncivilized.”
Liv winks at me and jogs up one of the small hills toward another smaller building. Spinning on her heel, she stops to hold out her hand for me.
An infectious smile sits on her face.
Fuck. My heart clatters around in my chest; I’m so damn happy right now. I haven’t felt like this in a long time.
“I’ll show you my favorite part.”
