#Chapter32
/"Hanna?/" Damien asked as I was making breakfast. He was being very cautious. He hasn't even made prude comments on me. He was keeping his distance and I frowned. I didn't understand why he had to do that. I thought that we were past this stage.
/"Yeah?/" I asked, looking up and plastering a fake smile on my face.
/"We'll be ready to sail in one hour. Have you packed everything?/" He asked.
/"Yeah,/" I muttered, then smirked as something came to me. /"I made reservations at L'amour for tonight./"
His eyes widened. /"Why?/"
I dropped what I was doing and made my way to him. /"So that I can show my husband off and when we get home you can make love to me./"
He looked stunned. /"Hanna,/" he groaned. I recognised the need in his voice. I reaches up and pressed my lips to his. He groaned into the kiss, making me smirk. I pressed closer to him, running my hands along the contours of his chest.