My Lady Chef

Ely's POV:

"I believe I will be fine Ezran but..." I patted his chest. "If you are that worried, you can assign your best knights to guard me."

His gaze turned hot when I touched him and he leaned very close to me till I could feel his male heat, the smell of mint and sandalwood from his uniform was delicious as his hand gently grabbed a lock of my hair. He pressed his lips on the soft strands while looking at me.

"I will not allow you to go to the ship port or the factories but...I will concede and let you greet the shopping district for now. I will personally come with you on another tour of the other businesses for your safety when I get back."

Well, it was a compromise I guess. A lady knows when to yield...for now.

"Alright then, husband. Oh and I plan on attending all three of these events for now but I promise to also do my best in learning to run the mansion. Is that also acceptable?" I gave him my sweetest smile, hoping to sway him again.

"Two parties. Do not attend the third one."

"Three." I insisted which made him lean even closer till our legs touched.

"You are not fully healed yet. Two parties only." his voice had that sexy purr which made my heart skip a beat.

homemade salve worked wonders. I was even able to walk around the mansion for two hours during the tour.

his arm around the seat of my chair. The heat emanating from him was somehow seductive as this position gave me a view of his collarbone and

is doing this on purpose right?

could react, his lips were on my neck as he nibbled; his hot tongue licking the abraded flesh which made me moan a bit. The air was suddenly hot as I tried to

food...and one night cuddling with you." He purred, his breath against my flesh

stared at each other, the mutual pull of attraction was hard to ignore as he

but I guess he must be respecting my decision that was made

when his gloved hand found my back. His

kissed the sensitive shell of

I pressed my hands against his broad chest but that only spurred him

he might tear my clothes off from the growing bulge branding my hip through his pantaloons. But at my words; he stopped and merely held me to

I stayed still as my arms went around him and I

are not helping wife," he told me, his voice was husky as he pulled my braid to one shoulder and planted a

I made a move to remove my hands from his

it. But maybe just patting