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Aribel
“I have a surprise for you,” Grant whispered in my ear backstage.
“What is it?”
His nose trailed down the soft contours of my neck making my skin break out into goosebumps. His lips landed on my shoulder as his fingers made a line up the waist of my light pink sundress.
“It’s not a surprise if I tell you, Princess.”
“It’s a tiara, isn’t it? You’ve finally realized that I need a tiara with this whole princess routine.”
He laughed and nipped at my skin. “Cheeky tonight, aren’t we?”
“Every night.” I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck. “So, what is it?”
“Later. It’ll come in parts throughout the night.”
“Parts?” My eyebrows rose. “This sounds complicated.”
“Well, part of it just walked through the door,” he said, pointing through the open stage door out into
