Wednesday evening, Paton found herself feeling incredibly nervous. It was silly, really, she knew and liked Keith and Allura, she was just visiting their house. So what if it was a castle, center of the planet, the command center of the Voltron Force?
Despite Hunk assuring her it was casual, she had made him wait after they unloaded the grill for her to throw on a skirt and sweater and a bit of make-up.
She followed Hunk in her truck as he drove a castle car into the garage. She knew the castle was fuller than usual, Sven and Romelle were still there with their newborn son, Erik. Paget and Rankin were planning their wedding due to take place in another week, which was going to be the first big event Paton attended with Hunk.
As they unloaded the grill, Hunk had told her that something was happening, there was intel about a new second-in-command that Lotor had picked up, someone they thought might be his brother. He gently warned her that he was going to be really busy and not able to visit as much as he had been.
Paton knew their work and their schedules were going to cause some problems in building their relationship, but it still disappointed her. Not that she would ever tell him that. She never wanted to make Hunk feel as though he had to choose, just as she hoped he would never ask her to choose.
"You ready?" Hunk asked, opening Petunia's driver side door after she pulled into a parking spot.
She grinned at him. "Yup."
Most of the guys were already gathered in the rec room, waiting for the guest of honor. Keith was still locked up in his office, Allura was in a meeting with Koran, and Romelle and Sven were taking care of Erik.
"Paton!" Darcy crossed quickly across the room when she saw her. "I'm so glad you're here. Do you know what you're wearing to the wedding?"
"Uh, no, not yet."
"Romelle, Allura and I went shopping today, I think I found what I want, but we didn't have a lot of time, I'd like to hit up a couple of other stores. Are you free either Saturday or Monday or Tuesday evening?"
"Yeah, I can do Monday or Tuesday. I should get something new."
"Awesome! I need a fresh opinion."
"You'll look amazing in anything," Lance said as he came up beside her, sliding his arm around her waist. "Hi Paton, how are you?"
"I'm doing well, thanks Lance. How're you?"
"Now that Darcy is officially off bed rest and feeling good, I couldn't be any better."
"Sorry for the delay," Allura announced as she and Keith entered the room. "But we can head into the dining room now."
As she and Hunk walked out into the hall, Allura fell into step with them. "Paton, I am so glad you could join us for dinner. I have been bugging Hunk to get you to come but I think he's embarrassed of us."
Hunk shook his head. "Not all of you, just Lance."
"Ha! I heard that!" Lance said. "You wish you were as amazing as I am."
"We all wish we were as amazing as you think you are!" Hunk shot back.
Paton quickly forgot her nerves as she was welcomed into the fold of the extended Voltron family. She was brought into conversations, joined in to tease Lance, and even gave her opinion on what was being served at the wedding.
The food was amazing and by the time the dessert plates were cleared away, Paton was sure she was going to have to be rolled out of the building.
"Do you have to go right away?" Hunk asked.
She checked her watch. "No, I can hang out a while longer."
"Want a tour?"
"I'd love one."
"Oh, Hunk," Allura came up to them before they left the dining room. "Can I steal Paton away from you for a quick moment?"
He nodded.
"I want to tell you again how happy I am you could come tonight," Allura said as she led Paton down the hallway. "I just wanted to take the opportunity to tell you how pleased I am with your work with the police department. I know you've been reporting directly to Keith, but he passes everything on to me. To be honest, I wasn't sure about someone so new, so young stepping in as police chief, but I am so happy to admit my reservations were totally unwarranted."
"Thank you, that means a lot to me," Paton replied.
Allura stopped and turned to look up at her. "I also wanted to extend an open invitation to you to visit the castle any time. If you want a free dinner, just text Hunk and let him know, we'll put out an extra plate."
"Thanks, again, that's very generous of you."
"These guys," Allura glanced down toward the rec room where everyone was gathering. "I just love them, they're the best. The best soldiers, the best pilots, the best men I've ever known. Hunk…Hunk has the biggest heart and the kindest soul."
Paton smiled at her. "I couldn't agree more."
"You make him happy, anyone can see it, but starting a relationship with one of these guys isn't easy. None of us work normal hours, we're all on the clock 24 hours a day, every day. When there is a threat we can't leave the castle, they need to get to the Lions as soon as possible. Dating isn't easy and watching them go into battle is absolutely terrifying. But I feel that what you and Hunk have is real and I'd like to see you make it. We are getting new intel and we're currently under high alert, unfortunately that means Hunk won't have the free time to visit you that he has had until we get this taken care of."
"I understand."
"I know you do and I appreciate it. So, please, take advantage of my open invitation. The castle is huge and it is easier than you think to find a place for a quiet date and not be bothered. It will take a little work, but I think you guys can make it."
"Thank you, Allura, that means a lot to me."
The Queen reached out and took Paton's hand. "If you ever need to talk, please know you can come to me. I have no doubt we'll be great friends and being involved with a Voltron pilot is different than a normal relationship, Darcy and I know that better than anyone. Don't hesitate to call me or text me if you need to. And rest assured that when they go into battle, I will personally make sure you are kept abreast of what is going on."
Paton squeezed her hand. "Thank you."
"Come on." Allura moved to slip her arm through Paton's and walk to the rec room with her. "I think Hunk offered you a tour?"
"He did."
"Enjoy it and scope out some good date spots."
The next few weeks were intense. Rankin and Paget's wedding had been interrupted by Landor and Lotor, sending Keith and Sven to the hospital. A couple of weeks after that, the reception held to announce Allura's pregnancy had been disrupted when the queen had been kidnapped by Landor.
Hunk and Paton had had very little time together. They texted and talked on the phone when they could and she had come up to the castle for dinner a couple of times and they had had some alone time afterwards.
But he missed their time together working on the cottage. Now that Landor was in custody and Lotor dead, Hunk was looking forward to spending his off time with her.
Paton had completed the deck and laid the wood floor inside, she replaced the banister leading to the upstairs, and painted the hallway. Her next step was to attack the front porch.
Hunk couldn't have been happier as he sat on the newly completed deck at Paton's cottage, a beer in hand, watching the sun set over the trees. They were just waiting on the dining table and chairs to be delivered sometime in the next week for it to be officially complete.
"I've been thinking," Paton said as she walked out with a plate of burgers to put on the grill.
"That can be dangerous."
She stuck her tongue out at him as she walked past. "Smartass. No, the table and chairs are set to be delivered soon, let's have a party and break in the deck."
"I like that idea."
"We can invite the Force and the guys at the station."
"When do you want to do it?"
Paton carefully laid the patties on the hot grill and turned to him. "Well, my birthday is coming up and I thought we could all get together and celebrate. No presents or anything, just hang out and have fun. I want to put lights around the railing, we could set up speakers and play music. What do you think?"
Hunk stopped listening after she said 'my birthday is coming up'. When was her birthday? What should he get her?
"Hunk?"
"What?"
"I asked what you think about the party idea?"
"Oh, I think it sounds great. When do you want to do it?"
"I was thinking the 19th."
The 19th, that gave him two weeks to figure out what to get her. "Let's do it. I'll have Nanny make you a cake."
"Oh, I don't want to put her out and I don't want to make a big deal about my birthday, I just want an excuse to get everyone together."
"Nope, it's your birthday, you'll have a cake. What kind do you like?"
Paton sat in the chair beside him. "Hm, what about something with raspberry filling?"
"I'll let her know. What else would you like?"
She reached over and took his hand. "All I want is to spend an evening with you and our friends on the awesome deck we've built. I don't need anything else."
He lifted their hands and pressed a kiss to the back of hers. "You're on. I'll let everyone up at the castle know."
"I'm serious, Hunk, I don't want to make a big deal about it being my birthday. I shouldn't have said anything."
"I know, we won't make a big deal out of it, but we will have a fun night."
As soon as Hunk returned to the castle he hunted down Nanny and asked if she could make a cake, something special, with raspberries. Then he went to find Allura.
He found her and Darcy in the queen's office.
"I need advice," he announced.
Darcy looked him up and down. "Yeah, I'd throw that shirt out."
He scowled at her. "You've been spending too much time with Lance."
She shrugged, "He is a bad influence, but he's cute."
"What's up?" Allura asked.
Hunk sat on the sofa. "Paton's birthday is coming up and I need to come up with a gift."
"How serious are you?" Darcy asked.
"Very."
A slow smile spread across Allura's pretty face. "You're in love."
He nodded.
"Oh, Hunk, that's wonderful! I am so happy for you!"
"I haven't exactly told her yet."
"Why not?"
"There just hasn't been the right moment yet."
"You'll know when the right moment comes. What are you thinking about for her present?"
"No idea. We're having a party to celebrate and break in the new deck, you're all invited, of course. I've been thinking about this since she mentioned her birthday, she said she doesn't want to do a lot, but I want to do something."
"Jewelry?" Allura asked.
"I thought of that, but I don't know where to begin. She's kind of a tomboy, nothing too girly."
"Even tomboys like something a little girly from time to time," Darcy said.
"It doesn't have to be something shiny or glittery or fancy, it just has to be something that lets her know you know her. Something that is just Paton." Allura said.
He threw his hands in the air. "But what is that? I don't even know where to start."
"Right now, she's concentrating on her house, maybe you can do something for that," Darcy suggested.
"That's a good idea."
"Maybe something for the deck you built together."
Allura sighed. "That's such a sweet story you can tell your kids some day. You fell in love while building the deck. You should get married on the deck!"
"Whoa!" Hunk stood and held up his hands in surrender. "Slow down, princess, we've only known each other for a couple of months, too soon to talk marriage."
"Sorry, I guess I got a little excited."
Hunk grinned at his friends. "I appreciate your help, I'm going to go look for some ideas."
"Good luck," Allura called after him. "Oh, and Hunk?"
He stepped in the doorway and turned around. "Yeah?"
"I'm queen now, not a princess."
Hunk laughed and bent at the waist in a deep bow. "I beg your forgiveness, Your Highness."
She stuck her nose in the air. "You're forgiven. For now. Don't let it happen again."
Hunk wandered through the new store in Alforia, Welcome Home, hoping to find something special. In the gardening section he found a lot of fun items – bird feeders, statues, fairy houses, and whirligigs – and he saw a few he liked, but nothing jumped out at him as being just the right gift.
Just because he liked it, Hunk picked up the statue of a little sleeping baby dragon, it would be adorable beside the three steps that led up to the deck from the yard. Then he saw the octagonal bird feeder and the gnome wearing a tool belt and the light changing glowing globes and an idea struck. He went to the front of the store and grabbed a cart, filling it with anything he thought she would like.
That night, after he knew she was asleep, Hunk drove over to her house. He cut the lights on the car and parked half a block away. He knew he was taking a chance, sneaking onto the police chief's property and hoping he wasn't caught, but if he could make it work, she would love it.
The next morning, Hunk returned from practice to a text message. There was a picture of the sleeping baby dragon statue next to the deck steps and the message: Check out who I found sleeping by the deck this morning! His name is Li'l Henry.
Hunk grinned at the screen and replied: I hope he doesn't sneeze and burn down the deck!
A moment later his phone alerted him to another text message. It's ok if he does, I know a big sexy man who knows how to wield a drill and rebuild a deck.
The next morning, Paton stepped out onto her deck and found a stake in the ground with a bird feeder swinging from it. It was just around the corner of the house, so she could sit at the table and watch the birds.
She had never been a fan of silly, kitschy items before, but she was finding herself utterly charmed by all the effort Hunk was putting into his surprises for her and she was looking forward to what she would find every morning.
Three days later, after finding colorful throw pillows on the outdoor sofa, a garden gnome in a tool belt beside the garage door, and small, softly glowing globes lining the steps up to the deck, Paton couldn't imagine what he could possibly do next. The overall effect made the outside of her cottage seem more inviting, more homey.
It was Thursday and Hunk had texted her that afternoon to see if she wanted to meet for dinner when she was done with work. She wasn't sure if he knew it or not, but today was her actual birthday. Of course he knew. He had to know. It's in her file, Keith must have told him.
At the end of her shift, she went to the locker room and changed into a blue dress she loved, but rarely had the chance to wear. It was fitted and came to just above her knees. A thin black belt matched the heels she loved but also rarely wore because the three inch heels usually meant she was towering over her date.
"Whoa, Chief, you look fantastic!"
Paton smiled at the two female patrol officers who were returning from duty. "Thanks Klotnic."
"I don't know who he is, but he's a lucky man," Allia Gratik said as she opened her locker.
"Oh, I don't know," Paton muttered as she looked in the mirror one last time. "I think I'm the lucky one."
Hunk was waiting in the police station parking lot, leaning against Petunia. He saw her before she saw him and his eyes widened as lust punched him hard in the stomach. Her legs seemed to go on for miles, from her sexy high heeled shoes to the bottom of the tight blue skirt of her dress. The color of the dress made her eyes pop intensely. She moved with grace and confidence and such beauty, Hunk felt his breath catch in his chest and any greeting was lost when she finally saw him and waved.
"Hi, Hunk!"
He just nodded to her and noticed her expression change to one of concern.
"Is something wrong?" She asked as she approached.
Hunk set the bouquet of multi-colored daisies he had in his hand on the hood of the truck, wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her flush against him, capturing her mouth in a kiss that expressed his feelings with more finesse than any words he could possibly come up with. He felt her relax against him and give herself over to his kiss.
"Wow," she whispered when he finally came up for air.
"You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he quietly confessed.
"If I'd had known you'd react like this, I would've worn this dress ages ago."
"It's not the dress. Don't get me wrong, the dress is lovely and you look fantastic in it, but it's you. Whether you're wearing this dress, your uniform, or torn jeans and a tank top, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
Her eyes widened and her face blossomed into a lovely smile. "Thank you."
"Here," he picked up the flowers he had set on the car. "These are for you."
"They're lovely, thank you. Again."
"We have reservations at Café on Main."
"Would you like to drive?"
His eyebrows rose in surprise. "Really? You'd let me drive Petunia?"
"It's a special night," she replied, holding out her keys. "Don't get used to it."
Hunk pulled up in front of the intimate café and jumped out of the truck, hurrying around to help her down. He opened the door and offered her his hand, neither her skirt nor her shoes were meant for climbing easily into or out of a large pick-up truck.
"Oh, shit," Hunk muttered as they approached the café's entrance.
"What's wrong?" Paton asked, snapping to attention.
"Come on, let's get inside, I'll explain." He led her quickly through the doors of the restaurant and gave his name to the hostess.
The hostess grabbed a couple of menus and showed them to a table in a back corner near the fireplace.
After they were seated, Paton set her menu down and watched as Hunk scanned the restaurant. "Okay, what's going on?"
He reached across the table and took her hands in his. "I love my job. I love being a pilot and flying Yellow, I love my teammates and Arus, I love pretty much everything about being on the Voltron Force."
She nodded slowly, not sure what he was getting at.
"The only thing I don't love about my job is the celebrity and the loss of privacy. I know we haven't gone on any real dates, mostly hanging out at your place or the castle. But I wanted to do something special for you, for your birthday."
"This is special, any time I get to spend with you is special," Paton assured him.
"I had hoped going to dinner early like this would let us get in under their radar," he continued.
"Who's radar?"
"Word has been spreading online that I've been seeing someone, I had hoped to keep it under wraps as long as possible. What we have is no one's business but ours'. But, I'm afraid we're about to be outed."
"Hunk, get to the point."
"We just had our picture taken as we were coming in. You're about to be famous."
Paton sat back, her hands slipping from his as she thought about what he was telling her. She loved being with Hunk and she didn't care who knew that they were seeing each other, but she also enjoyed her privacy and didn't want the media prying into her life. Being judged online, people could be so mean when they were hiding behind online anonymity.
"Paton?"
She smiled softly and laid her hands over his. "It's all right, I'm sure it won't be that big of a deal, they'll get tired of me. And as long as I can be with you, I can handle whatever they throw at me."
He turned his hands over and threaded his fingers through hers. "I love you."
Her eyes widened, but her grin was even bigger. Hunk knew he would never forget the look of absolute joy that his words had put on her face.
"I love you, too."
Hunk stood up and leaned across the table, brushing his lips over hers in a gentle kiss.
A couple of hours later, they left the restaurant in a cloud of wine, good food, and the joy of newly expressed love. Paton tried not to notice the way Hunk seemed to shield her as they made their way to her truck. She couldn't see any photographers, but there were a lot of people around.
"Want me to drive?" She offered as they approached Petunia. "I can drop you at the castle."
"Nope." Hunk helped her up into the passenger seat. "You said I could drive tonight and I want to drive."
"I can't thank you enough for tonight," Paton said as they rode down Main Street, away from the town and toward her cottage. "This has been the best birthday ever."
"It's not over yet," he promised.
She turned to look at him. "Well, you're feeling awfully sure of yourself, aren't you?"
Hunk took her hand in his and squeezed it. "Don't worry, I would never make you feel you have to do anything you don't want to do."
Paton felt her heart flip over in her chest. Unbuckling her seatbelt, she slid across the bench seat, lifting their joined hands so she was pressed up against his side and his arm was around her.
"What happens if we get pulled over and the police chief is caught not wearing her seatbelt?" He teased.
"I can probably talk my way out of a ticket."
"It's good to have connections."
She noticed the black car in her driveway. "Did you drive here and then walk into town?"
Hunk shook his head and kissed her forehead. "Come on, we need to get your flowers in water before they wilt anymore."
They entered the house through the garage and Hunk went straight out to the deck while Paton filled a vase with water. She arranged the flowers and carried them outside with her, stopping in the doorway, unsure what to do next.
Hunk was walking up the steps, having just lit the torches that had been stuck in the ground surrounding the deck. Strings of twinkling, star shaped lights were twined around the railings, and on the table in front of the couch was an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne sticking out of it, two champagne flutes, and two small candles.
Hunk crossed over to her and took the vase of flowers from her hands. "You said you wanted lights for your party. You also said you didn't want to make a big deal out of your birthday or have people feel they need to bring presents to your party, so I thought we would celebrate tonight and I would make a big deal out of your birthday tonight. On Saturday, it'll be a fun day with our friends. Tonight, it's just me and you."
"When…when did you do all this?"
"My friends helped out while we were at the restaurant. They dropped me off at the station and then left the car here for me when they were done so I had a car."
"You have the best friends," she whispered.
"We have the best friends. They all love you."
Paton took his face in her hands and kissed him. "Thank you."
"Come on, let's have some champagne."
While Hunk poured their drinks, Paton slipped her shoes off and curled her legs under her. When he turned to hand her the glass, Hunk noticed she had her arms folded around herself. He slipped his sports coat off and wrapped it around her shoulders and then handed her the glass.
"Happy birthday," he toasted, tapping his glass against hers.
"No, to the best, the absolute best, boyfriend ever."
"I'll toast to that."
Paton laughed. "You make me so happy."
"That is the highest compliment you could have ever paid me," he said, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. "We did a fantastic job on this deck."
"We did."
"And the floor is down inside."
"It is."
"So, what's next?"
"The front porch needs a lot of work and I've been thinking about putting in a fire pit over there. I'm also waiting on the new roof shingles, I ordered them over a month ago, they should be here in a couple of weeks."
"What's taking so long?"
Paton cuddled closer and laid her head on his shoulder. "They're specially made, they have character and will make the cottage look even more like a fairy tale."
"How so?"
"They'll make the house look like it has a thatched roof."
"No way! Where did you find those?"
"Online. They're coming from Prinir so most of wait is the shipping."
"I'll take care of the shingling."
She lifted her head to look at him. "Excuse me?"
"I don't want you climbing up on the roof, it's not safe."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes."
Paton sat up straight and punched him in the arm. "Jerk. This is my house. If want to shingle the roof, I will do it."
Hunk grinned at her. "Everyone knows girls can't climb."
"Oh yeah? Want to see me climb that tree over there?"
He looked down at her clinging dress. "Yeah, I kinda do."
"I can climb all kinds of things."
"Like trees and ladders?"
"Yup." She set her empty glass on the table and did the same with his before sliding her leg over his and straddling his lap. "And other things."
He slid his hands under his sports coat to rest on her hips. "Are you saying you could climb me?"
Paton wove her fingers into his hair and leaned forward to gently kiss him. "Would you mind if I did?"
"Not even a little bit."
Sliding her hands over his shoulders and down to his chest, laying them flat against his pecs, Paton leaned forward until she was laying against him and her cheek was against his shoulder, nuzzling his neck. "Thank you for such a wonderful birthday week, I've loved everything you've given me."
Hunk slid his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly to him. "I love you."
"I love you, too." She pressed little kisses to his neck.
Leaning his head back against the couch, Hunk closed his eyes and just relished in the joy of holding her close. He could feel her fingers moving over his chest, but it didn't register what she was doing until he felt her cool hands on his warm skin.
"You're gorgeous," she breathed as she spread his shirt open.
"Is this what happens when I ply you with wine and champagne?"
"When do you have to be back at the castle?"
"7 am."
She looked up at him. "Really?"
"As long as I'm back in time for practice, I can stay all night."
"Will you stay?"
"Absolutely." Hunk slipped his hands under her backside and shifted her off his lap so he could stand and take her hands. "Let's move this party inside."
"Hold on." Paton grabbed the champagne and their glasses. "I'm not done with this yet."
"Oh, we're just getting started." Hunk followed her through the door. "Oh wait, crap, hold on!"
"What is it?"
"The torches, I need to put them out. Just…wait here, I'll be right back."
Paton stood in the kitchen, her heart racing and her entire body trembling. She was so ready to be with Hunk, so excited to take this next step, so madly in love with him. Then an idea struck.
Hunk ran back into the kitchen and found Paton gone. His sports coat was tossed on the counter. He grabbed it and reached into the pocket for her final gift. Then he saw a pile of blue fabric at the bottom of the steps.
He tossed his jacket back down when he realized it was her dress. If her dress was on the floor then…
Hunk raced up the stairs, taking them two at a time. At the top of the stairs were two scraps of silky nylon. Her stockings.
The door to her bedroom was open just a crack. He slowly pushed it open and for the second time that day was left breathless by what he saw.
Paton had set the champagne on the bedside table and turned on the small lamp. As he entered, she turned to greet him wearing a silvery satin bra and panties set that were trimmed with black lace.
"Wow." He whispered.
She was obviously trying to hide her nerves and looked as though she wasn't sure where to put her hands, as though she was fighting to cover herself. Hunk quickly crossed to her and took her hands. He leaned down to give her a lingering kiss before taking a step back, still holding her hands, so he could see all of her.
"You are absolutely breathtaking. I could spend the rest of my life just looking at you."
"Well, that would get boring," she teased, nervously.
"Never." He released her right hand so he could trace the edge of her bra, starting at the shoulder strap and then down over the swell of her breast. "As much as I want to get you out of this, I want to just keep looking at you."
"I can't wait much longer for you to touch me."
"Don't worry, I'm going to touch you, a lot. But, wow, Paton." He lifted his eyes to hers. "Honey, I can honestly say I've never felt this way about anyone before. I've never been this attracted to, this in love with, this overwhelmed by a woman before."
"Oh, Hunk," she whispered, squeezing his hand. "I feel the same way. About you, not some random woman."
He laughed. "I have one more present for you."
"You've already done so much."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small box he had taken from his coat pocket and held it out to her. "Happy birthday, sweetheart."
Paton untied the thin gold ribbon and lifted the top off the box. Inside, nestled on a bed of cotton was a small glass tube filled with greenish-yellow liquid and two lines around the middle. When she pulled it out, she saw the ornately carved silver caps on either end, connected to a long silver chain. She grinned as she held the necklace up and let it catch the light. "It's a level necklace."
"Not only is it a reminder of how we feel in love while building the deck," he whispered, running his hands down her sides until they came to rest on her waist, pulling her close. "But because you have brought a balance to my life I never knew was missing."
"Oh, honey," Paton sighed, stepping into his embrace. "Thank you, so much, for everything. For the best birthday, the best night of my life."
"We're just getting started," he assured her.
"Really? Because I was just going to go to bed now." She turned and set her necklace on the dresser.
"You are going to do that."
Before she could respond, Hunk swept her up in his arms and carried her over to gently lay her on the bed. As he leaned over to lay her down, Paton took his face in her hands and pulled him down for a kiss.
He stood up and pulled his shirt off.
"Wow," she breathed, getting up on her knees in front of him, running her hands over his chest. "Not bad."
"Thank you." He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a sleeve of four condoms, setting them on the bedside table.
"Look at you, being all prepared," she teased lightly.
"Babe, I've been coming to your house prepared for a couple of weeks now."
"Really? Hoping to get lucky?"
"Hoping, wishing, praying. Whatever it took." He leaned over her, forcing her back onto the bed.
She ran her hands over his chest, up to his shoulders, and down his arms. "Seriously, all you had to do was take your shirt off and it would have sealed the deal."
"If I had known that, I would have showed up shirtless the first time I came here," he murmured, running his hands down her sides and then up over her ribs to cup her breasts in his hands. "You are a work of art."
"I love the way you make me feel," she sighed, arching her body under his hands.
"How do you feel?" He asked, nipping at the underside of her jaw.
"Beautiful. Wanted. Loved."
Hunk rose up and braced himself on his arms so he was looking down at her. "You are. More than you will ever know."
