Penelope’s POV:

“Princess, you need to eat. Your energy levels are low,”

I nudge my foot into his shin under the table; leaning over it and flashing him a sultry smile. “I wanna have you for dinner. Not my fault you’re walking around looking like a five course meal.”

He shakes his head, a smile tugging on his lips. “You need energy,” he tries again, holding a bite of steak to my lips. “Come on, you need to eat,”

With a gentle huff, I part my lips and slowly close me around the fork. Keeping my eyes on him and making damn sure he gets my meaning. His throat tightens,...