Olivia smirked mischievously, then grabbed another bite and stuffed it into my mouth, then into Ronan’s, before finally taking a bite herself.
“I’m full,” she announced, leaning back with a satisfied sigh, looking entirely too pleased with herself.
Then, without warning, Olivia grabbed me by the collar, pulling me between her legs, and kissed me.
At first, I was too shocked to react, my hands still holding the kitchen utensils. But the moment I felt her lips move against mine, I tossed the tools onto the counter and deepened the kiss, pulling her closer.
A loud throat-clearing sound interrupted us.
"Take it to your room, Liam," Ronan muttered dryly.
Olivia smirked against my lips. "Food was amazing, husband," she murmured, her tone teasing. "Next time, I’ll cook for you."
Then, as i
