Chapter 109

Gretchen’s POV

Dinner was delicious, and I couldn't help feeling happy after watching Christian unwrap the watch that I had so carefully picked out for him. It had a wooden face on it rather than the sleek metal designs that most real estate agents probably preferred, but I thought it was the perfect mesh of professional and personal. The Christian who I was lucky enough to see there in Hawaii was one I wasn't sure anyone else had ever gotten to see before.

We were hardly inside my front door before Christian had pushed me back against the wall, narrowly missing knocking us into the table as we went.

I giggled a little, but the giggle died in my throat as he pinned my arms up above my head, kissing me soundly. I couldn't help the soft whimper that fell from my lips as he crowded me against the wall, pressing his muscular form tightly against my fleshy curves.

“We're not going to make it to the bedroom,” Christian said into my ear, his breath hot against the s