Page 515 of Reign

“Ugh. You’re being ridiculous again.”

“Possibly.”

I stop behind her.

“I’m not asking you to change it.”

“Good, because you’d be out of luck.”

“I’m only questioning why everyone at our wedding needs this much access to my wife’s back.”

“Luciano, they have eyes. They’re going to see me regardless of what I’m wearing.”

Exactly the problem.

I lift my hand and let my knuckles trail down the center of her bare back.

“This should only be for me.”

“I’m not dressing like a nun, Luciano.”

“That’s an idea.”

She laughs. “Stop it.”

My knuckles continue slowly down her spine.

Her breath catches.

A small shudder moves through her before she can stop it.

I watch her through the mirror.

She catches my expression.

“Don’t.”

“I’m not doing anything,” I say quietly.

“I know you.”

I bend and press a kiss between her shoulder blades.

“Luciano.”

Another, slightly lower.

Her breath catches again.

I smile against her skin.

“Stop smiling.”

“You can’t see me.”

“I know you’re doing it.”

I kiss her again.