Unseen Threat

“Aren't you going to ask me anything about the wedding?” Desmond whined begrudgingly.

Rowena turned toward him and cupped his face before gently kissing his well-shaped lips. “Didn't you say you wanted it to be a big surprise? Me interfering would foil your plans for sure.”

Rowena was right, but he still wasn't happy with how little time she spent with him while she was occupied with work all day.