“I got you something,” I said as I placed my water down. Orion pushed a hand into his hair which wasn’t anywhere near as neat as it had been during the ceremony. His jacket was removed too, collar open, the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up and his waistcoat unbuttoned. This was the true Orion; scruffy, roguish and fucking edible. “Oh yeah?” he asked, leaning down. “Is it a kiss, wife?” “Nope,” I said, a tease in my voice as I leaned back to avoid his mouth. He placed his hands either side of me on the table, a hungry growl in his throat. “What then?” “This place,” I said with a mischievous
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