He pecked my nose. “Whenever you want to go. I promised you a vacation, right? If you want to go to Greece, then Greece it is. Whatever my queen wishes.”

I giggled, squealing like a small girl on Christmas. “Tomorrow! I want to go there tomorrow! I had even planned the places I want us to visit when Tess sent me the pictures.”

A musical chuckle vibrated through his chest as he cupped my face and watched me with unconditional love and adoration.

“Tomorrow it is, then. Where do you want to go after that?”

My smile only got bigger. “We’re going on a long vacation?”

He nodded.

“Turkey! I want to go to Istanbul. The city of dreams!” I gushed. “I love their lifestyle and food. I can’t wait to visit there!”

“And I love you,” he rasped, nuzzling my neck. His rough stubble raised goosebumps across my skin.

Hot sensations rushed directly to my core. I squirmed against him. A husky groan left his sinful lips.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I brought his mouth to mine. “I love you more.”

Gripping my ass cheeks firmly, he pulled me closer and asked for entrance. And I opened my mouth eagerly.

The moment his tongue met mine, a jolt of electricity ran through my veins. It was addicting. My core clenched in want. A moan left my lips as he ravished my mouth like it was his salvation.

As his hand slipped under my dress, making every nerve of mine burst with excitement and lust, his phone interrupted.

Groaning when he cut the call and got back to me, it started to blare under the night again.

Cursing, he pulled away and received it.

“What?” he snapped. Hearing what the other person said, he clenched his jaw. “What do you want? Get to the point!”

I frowned. “Who is it?”

He threw a glance at me but didn’t answer my question.

“She’s all right.” His lips pressed tight. “Why do you want to talk to her? I said she’s okay now. Isn’t that enough?”

I raised my brow. Who was it?

Letting out a grumble, he passed me the phone. At my questioning gaze, he huffed.

“It’s De Sylvano. He wants to talk to you.”

I rolled my eyes at his antics. I didn’t know why he was grumbling about it. Was he jealous Duncan wanted to talk to me, or he was annoyed because he interrupted us? Well, I was on his team if it was the latter.

But I needed to thank Duncan for what he did. He was a big help today.

“Hey!” I said, pressing the phone against my ear.

“Emerald, how are you doing?” Deep voice with thick Italian accent.

Cassie was always a goner for Italian men for their sexy accent.

“I’m good now. Thank you. I’m sorry you had to take so much trouble for me today.”