“I see you. Even what you hide.” He pauses before kissing me briefly, eyeing Abe behind me. “As sexy as it may seem to christen the White House, and for a moment, Trésor, I briefly entertained it, there are far too many dead men with watchful eyes here.” I laugh and hug him to me as he whispers sweetly into my ear. “Let’s go home.” “Lead the way, my King.”
