Cordelia pulled her hand back abruptly and glared at him with her pretty eyes. She was adorable.
Zephyr froze.
It was then Cordelia finally broke out laughing.
She stroked the diamond and rested her head on his shoulder, saying softly, “I don’t like this ring. I like the emerald one better.”
“Hmm?” Zephyr smiled. “Sure! They’re all yours! You decide!”
He had already given her all he had when they first met.
“But that’s antique, Cordelia,” he said.
“Antique’s the valuable one!” Cordelia grinned sweetly. “Wasn’t that worn when one of your ancestors was a consort?”
Zephyr pinched her nose. “You’re no consort.”
Cordelia smiled without saying anything.
Zephyr wrapped his arms around her waist, circling her with his strong arms. His husky and deep voice was seductive next to her ear.
“You’re not a consort…
“You’re my queen!”
Cordelia blushed immediately.
Zephyr had finally dispelled the last of the ominous fog and felt immensely content when Cordelia’s hands went around his neck.
“So, Michelle isn’t your first love?” Cordelia’s voice was like a kitten’s when she asked him the question softly.
Zephyr was momentarily stunned. ‘This is why she wore a poker face for the whole night?
‘What? How did she come to the conclusion that Michelle was my first love!?’
He snapped back to reality. “Cordelia, who did you hear this from?”
Cordelia pressed her lips together in a silent smile. She now knew that Linda must have misheard!
“Cordelia, I initially thought that I didn’t have to tell you this,” Zephyr said softly. “But with this big misunderstanding tonight, I have to explain it to you.”
It was still early. Cordelia got into a comfortable position in his embrace and listened to the story quietly.
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