Liliana's POV
Ducking beneath the arm holding open the luxurious car door, Liliana shimmied in the seat. A rolled-up tapestry was stowed in the trunk, and the thrill of excitement showed in the n*****s pressed up against the well-washed t-shirt she was wearing.
“This is cryptic. Where are we going? You didn't tell me to wear anything nicer than my jeans and a tee."
Sliding behind the steering wheel, Darick leaned over and pressed Liliana back into the erotic leather of the front seat. His mouth descending on her all-too-willing lips. Arching her chest upwards, she threw back her head and hoped the kisses would continue downward into the space between her breasts.
“It will not be long till the wedding. You still have details that my secretary tells me are holding up the final arrangeme
