“At least she didn’t make you wear donkey ears,” she replied with a note of amusement in her voice.
“There is that,” he conceded. After a moment of silence, he fixed a sultry look upon his wife and quoted Helena, “‘My heart is true as steel.’”
“‘I am amazed and know not what to say,’” she responded, quoting Hermia.
“‘And yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays.’”
“Hmm.” One corner of Tessa’s lush mouth quirked up and her fingers ran through the back of his hair. Christian felt gooseflesh spring up all over his skin in response. “Perhaps it should have been you reciting Shakespeare and not your father.”
Wishing to show Tessa that she mattered to him without the use of words, even the poetic ones of Shakespeare, he bent down to kiss her. Thoroughly. “Let us begin our happily ever after,” he murmured against her mouth.
Tessa linked her arms around his neck as she pressed closer, but then froze and pulled away. “Oh my, seems I’m tangled in your wings again!”
Christian’s mouth tightened as he recaptured her mouth and kissed her more fervently, for he was sorely tempted to grumble out a string of curses. Although, “crumbling crumpets” did come to mind as well.
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