Page 114 of Bred By the Sheikh

“Do I like it?”

“That was the question.”

“It’s beautiful.”

She turned her hand slightly.

The diamond flashed.

Then she looked at me.

“You knew my ring size.”

“I have staff.”

Her mouth fell open.

My mouth twitched.

“That’s not a romantic answer.”

“It’s an accurate one.”

“You’re supposed to say something mysterious about noticing my hands.”

“I notice your hands.”

Her cheeks pinkened.

“I’ve had them on my cock. I’m very familiar with them.”

She made a shocked sound and slapped my chest.

I caught her wrist and kissed the inside of it.

She inhaled sharply.

The ring glittered inches from my mouth.

I kissed her finger beneath it.

Chrissy went quiet.

“There,” I said. “Was that romantic enough?”

Her eyes shone.

“Almost.”

I pulled her against me again.

She kissed me first this time.

Goblin chose that moment to attack the hem of Chrissy’s trousers.

Chrissy jerked away.

“Goblin!”