Chapter Twenty-One

“Would you like to have a drink with me?”

I startled and banged my head on the bottom of the desk. I could see Bastian's feet in the doorway as I worked my way out from under the antique writing desk.

Bastian chuckled, coming over and holding out his hand to help me up. I rubbed the sore spot on my head, and he leaned over to kiss it.

“You really should be more careful under furniture,” he teased. “You keep bumping your head.”

I stuck out my tongue at him and he kissed my head again, mussing my hair in the process.

“So, drinks?” he asked, smiling gently.

“Are we actually going to go drink, or will it end up like last time I had alcohol with you?” I grinned at him, remembering our dinner last night. “Because I'm up for either.”

Bastian's eyes twinkled and he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me into him. I loved the way his body felt, and I pressed closer. I rocked my hips against his and was rewarded with a passionate kiss.

“I was thinking drinks at a bar, but you are certainly
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