Knox leads me to the bathroom, and together, we step under the hot water. Carefully, he massages shampoo into my scalp with his strong hands, then helps me rinse and condition. He washes every inch of me, and it’s so damn relaxing. After we’re clean, we wrap ourselves in fluffy towels and lie on the bed.

“We should get ready so we don’t miss our reservations,” he tells me.

“Reservations for what?”

He grins, leaning over and cupping my face. “It’s a surprise.”

I narrow my eyes, wondering what sneaky plan he’s arranged. “What should I wear?”

“That sexy dress you packed.”

“Ooh, now I’m really excited.” I find the strength to get up and dress even though the bed is so damn comfortable.

When I walk back to our suite, I notice Knox is in a suit.

“Jesus.” I lower my gaze, taking in every delicious inch of him. “I’m gonna have to fight women off you all evening, aren’t I?”

He wraps me in his arms and presses his lips to mine. “I only want one woman in this world, and that’s you.”

“That’s the correct answer.” I smirk.

“Our limo is waiting in the valet, but I have one more thing for you,” he mutters against my neck.

“Hmm?” I ask breathlessly as his mouth traces the shell of my ear.

“Blindfold.”

I push away. “What? I won’t get to see the city.”

“Where we’re going, you’ll get the best views,” he promises.

I lift a brow, completely intrigued as he pulls the material from his coat pocket, then covers my eyes.

“People are gonna look at me funny,” I say as we leave the room, then he guides me down the hall.

“Good thing you won’t have to see them then. Also, who gives a shit what anyone else thinks? I surely don’t.”

“You’re right.” I hear beeping, and he nudges me forward again, which means we’re on the elevator. People chat around me, and I stand calmly, holding Knox’s hand. A few minutes later, he leads me through the lobby, and I immediately know when we’re outside because the warm breeze hits my face.

“I’m gonna help you inside,” he tells me as the door clicks open. His palm rests just above my ass as he guides me into the back seat. Seconds later, he slides in beside me, the door slams shut, and we zip forward.

My heart races, and I can’t wait to see where we’re going.

“You look so beautiful. However, I can’t wait to rip that dress off you.”

I lean into him. “I’m excited and nervous to see what you have planned for me.”

“You’re gonna love it,” he reassures me.

Eventually, the limo slows to a stop. Then Knox grabs my hand and leads me out.

“Are you ready?”