“Chase,” I breathed before once again grabbing him and holding him tight. “You saved the day. You really are a knight in shining armor.”
“It was the least I could do.” He moved swiftly and pinned me underneath him. “It’s important to you, and you’re important to me. So this is, too. And the kids deserve it. And I want to see you in a tux.”
“Whatever you want, Sir Chase the Goodhearted.”
Chase’s grin turned filthy and my breath stuttered in my lungs.
“I’m a knight, huh? Wanna see my sword?” 6