Arthur pushed the charcuterie board aside in one quick motion, setting it on the floor without taking his eyes off her. Zoe smiled, feeling her heartbeat quicken.

“Careful, Doctor…” she teased, her voice dropping lower.

“There’s no turning back now, Miss Zoe. You’re trapped here with me until further notice.”

“And what exactly is that notice?”

Arthur pulled her gently onto his lap, his hands exploring her with reverent slowness. His lips brushed her neck, her shoulders, her face—each kiss deepening the shiver running through her body.

“I’m going to show you how much I love you,” he murmured, “even without crossing the line.”

Zoe nodded, threading her fingers through his hair. The way he touched her—so tender, so full of devotion—made her melt. Arthur kissed her belly through the soft fabric of her sweatshirt, his hands gliding along her thighs as he whispered a mix of bold and sweet words against her ear. Zoe’s whole body burned.

“I’m going to drive you insane until the wedding,” he w