"Don’t you dare put that thing back on. You think you are a trussed-up piece of meat, Isabelle? In fact, you are a whole mouthwatering five-course meal I want to devour twelve different ways over the span of what would feel like days. Because I am so very, very hungry." I lean down and level my mouth to her ear. "And don’t you dare try to leave or I will chase you down and hunt you like an animal. Then there will be no stopping me when I catch you." My voice trembles, half caught between the excitement of the idea and the terror of unleashing on my bride.
