Chapter 782 Romantic Dinner

• But right now, with the joy of getting our marriage license, nothing else mattered. Kaleb lifted his arm and pulled her into his arms, whispering by her ear, low and teasing, “No rush. We’ve got all the time in the world. Make it up to me in a few days.”
• His tone screamed trouble. Thinking of her own past with him, Yvette could already picture how he’d want her to “make it up.” She blushed, annoyed, and pushed him away. “Drive. Take me back to the studio. I still haven’t finished a design plan.”
• Kaleb almost choked on air. The man was this close to dying of frustration.