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My Lady Chef novel Chapter 22

Ely's POV:

"I believe I will be fine Ezran but..." I patted his chest. "If you are that worried, you can assign your best knights to guard me."

His gaze turned hot when I touched him and he leaned very close to me till I could feel his male heat, the smell of mint and sandalwood from his uniform was delicious as his hand gently grabbed a lock of my hair. He pressed his lips on the soft strands while looking at me.

"I will not allow you to go to the ship port or the factories but...I will concede and let you greet the shopping district for now. I will personally come with you on another tour of the other businesses for your safety when I get back."

Well, it was a compromise I guess. A lady knows when to yield...for now.

"Alright then, husband. Oh and I plan on attending all three of these events for now but I promise to also do my best in learning to run the mansion. Is that also acceptable?" I gave him my sweetest smile, hoping to sway him again.

"Two parties. Do not attend the third one."

"Three." I insisted which made him lean even closer till our legs touched.

"You are not fully healed yet. Two parties only." his voice had that sexy purr which made my heart skip a beat.

"Dr. Romero's pills and her homemade salve worked wonders. I was even able to walk around the mansion for two hours during the tour. Three parties and I promise to make you something special before you leave for the encampment tomorrow." I gave him my compromise.

He moved his seat towards me once more until I felt his arm around the seat of my chair. The heat emanating from him was somehow seductive as this position gave me a view of his collarbone and throat.

He is doing this on purpose right?

I swallowed as I met his gaze until he moved and before I could react, his lips were on my neck as he nibbled; his hot tongue licking the abraded flesh which made me moan a bit. The air was suddenly hot as I tried to stifle my voice but that only made him chuckle.

"Three parties and you make me some good food...and one night cuddling with you." He purred, his breath against my flesh felt very nice. "Final offer."

We stared at each other, the mutual pull of attraction was hard to ignore as he waited for me to respond.

I half expected him to ask for one night of sex but I guess he must be respecting my decision that was made a few days ago.

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