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“Good.”

Then his gaze drops to my mouth.

“Although I believe you have neglected an important instruction.”

I glance at the apron.

“Oh, absolutely not.”

He raises an eyebrow.

“Are you refusing a direct request from a god?”

“Are you threatening me with divine punishment?”

“Only if you consider an excessive number of kisses punishment.”

I grin.

“That depends. How excessive?”

“Three thousand years’ worth.”

“Sounds exhausting.”

“I assure you, little flower, my stamina is exceptional.”

I laugh.

“You’re impossible.”

“And yet you adore me.”

“Unfortunately.”

I rise onto my toes and kiss him.

He immediately pulls me closer, one enormous hand settling against my waist while the other cups my cheek.

The kiss is warm and unhurried, and for a moment, I forget about the flowers, the candles, and the very important secret I’ve been carrying around all morning.

When he finally releases me, I’m breathless.

He looks unbearably smug.

“An excellent beginning.”

“Beginning?”

“I have several thousand more kisses to collect.”

“You’re going to have to pace yourself, sweetheart.”

His eyes narrow playfully.

“Is that a challenge?”

“Consider it a warning.”