Winter's Mate: Fated on Ice
he boasted.
Before I could call him out, Ude closed the distance between us as he walked right up to where I was standing by the oven, tilted my chin up, and leaned down to plant a peck on my cheek. “I loved the gift, wifey,” he grinned, his voice dropping into his usual teasing tone that made my heart flip. “Next time, I don’t mind if you do some painting on my chest, too.”
My face instantly caught fire, a blush exploding all the way down to my neck while Kira gagged, making a loud vomiting sound. “Oh, please! Stop being such a flirt,” she grumbled, shivering dramatically. “It is cringey coming from a guy like you.”