After a moment, Jecob stepped back and took a deep breath, clearing his head. “Pardon me, Your Majesty. It’s just… I can’t get enough of you.” He lowered his eyes, and she rested her forehead against his, sinking into him for a moment as his eyes traced the curves of her breasts peeking out above her bodice. If only his eyes could be his hands, but that would have to wait. She just hoped he would remember that since he’d had trouble with the rules the night before and hadn’t even been drinking, as far as she could tell. She would have to admit he seemed like he had had some sort of artificial bravery when he climbed through the shrubbery.
“Did you have a nice day today?” he asked in a breathy whisper.
“I did. You’re an excellent athlete.”
He chuckled and leaned in to softly kiss her lips. The urgency was gone this time; the kiss was sweet and soft. “It was nice to see you, but it was too bad all of the others had to be present.”
