Page 54 of Operation: Superstar

“Yesss.”

He even adds a special treat, singing along with his solo for me, and then we both sing together for the final chorus as we finish out the dance moves. When the song ends, he wraps his arms around me. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” I tip my chin up and he kisses my lips. “I love dancing with you and singing with you. I love every minute of being with you.”

“I know you do, baby.” Then he smirks. “Technically, that was a present for you.”

“Hmm.” I tap my finger to my lips. “Guess I’ll have to come up with something else for you later,” I tease.

He slides his hand down, pressing the fabric of my skirt between my legs gently, caressing me there until I’m tingling. I can already feel him getting hard against my hip. “Yeah, I bet you’ll think of something,” he whispers.

Now I’m doing the math, somehow trying to convince myself we have enough time to get things started before dinner’s ready, but the timer sounds.

“Hold that thought.” He gestures for me to sit on one of the stools at the counter, then plates our meal.

Of course, it’s exquisite. The meat is butter tender, with a rich, velvety sauce that’s earthy and just a little sweet.

We sip our wine and enjoy a lovely meal together, and afterward I manage to chop up the pineapple for dessert with some extra guidance. Those things are tricky! But it’s worth the effort. It’s sweet and juicy. A little bit spicy and oh-so-right.

Just like my man.

I spear my last bite, popping it into my mouth, and he grins.

“What are you smiling about?” I tease, but I already know from the sultry look in his eyes.

He leans in, tipping my face up and kissing the juice from my lips. “I’m ready for my present,” he whispers, his palm coming to my breast.

“Mmm. Good.” I’m gazing into his dark eyes, marveling at the fact that this beautiful man is somehow mine as I slide my hand over the stiff bulge between his legs. “Because I can’t wait to give it to you.”