Tanya's POV
I bobbed my head at his words, shifting my sight from his face as we swayed to the slow music playing. His left palm snaked to my jaw where he angled my face upward to gape at him. "So beautiful."
"Hehe," I laughed awkwardly and turned my neck to the left as he aimed to lean downward prompting his lips to land on my chin. "Vincent, you know I'm married right?"
"To my displeasure yes," his voice vibrated on my skin before he retreated it from my cheek. "I've always had my eye on you, babe."
"Oh," I blurted for lack of words as I got uncomfortable.
"I've wanted you from the very beginning," he murmured, his finger tracing from my chin to my neck where the mate mark lay. It burned as he grazed it and I flinched. "Sorry, it must be new."
"What?" I implored in confusion as his hand joined the other on my waist.
"Your neck tattoo," he explained and I feigned a cough. "It's new right?"
