“Much better,” he purred, picking up a leather-lined paddle. “I believe I owe you how many?”

Sarah’s pussy quivered at the question. Oh fuck. I should have stuck to champagne. But she could no more resist answering than she could stop the arousal quivering through her body. But nothing says I can’t play too. Besides, she had told him no sex. She lowered her head before he could see the grin threatening to overtake her face. “Three, sir.”

“Good girl.”

She shivered as his palm caressed her cheek. “Trust me, love.”

Splat!

The expression on Gabe’s face was worth the slimy feel of the pasta. “Sarah.”

She bit her lip before responding. The cautious way he said her name told her he was fighting his own laughter. Thank God. She’d been afraid he would become angry. “Yes, sir?”

“Cooked spaghetti, Sarah? You had me whip you with wet noodles?”

She lost it, laughing so hard the chains rattled.

A hard hand grasped her chin. “Who’s playing games now?” He shook his head at her and chuckled. “You win, love.” The room disappeared and suddenly it was just the two of them on Gabe’s red sofa. He had his arm wrapped around her shoulders, his hand holding hers in his lap.

Their bare feet were up on his coffee table, the mug of coffee gone. “No more games.” He brushed his cheek against her hair and purred.

She sighed and leaned against him, breathing in his scent, scarcely daring to believe he was cuddling with her. All of their other dreams had been sensual buffets. This was nice. “What do you want to do tomorrow?”

He toyed with her fingers. “We don’t have anything wedding-related tomorrow. I’d like to walk around Disney, just the two of us.”

He sounded so wistful. How could she resist? “Epcot? Magic Kingdom?”

He smiled. From the vibe coming off him he already had an idea or two. “We’ll see.”

“I wanted to go shopping in the World Showcase.” Gabe grimaced and she laughed. “I’ll have to see if I can bribe you, then.”

Quiet.

“Notice I’m being very good and not mentioning what my favorite bribe is.”

Sarah buried her face in his shoulder. She knew exactly what his favorite bribe was, but she was sticking fast to her no-sex rule, at least for now. “I think you just did.”

“Damn. I’ll just have to come up with something else then.”

She lifted her head and smiled up at him, unable to hide the warmth she felt. It was just so right to be sitting there holding hands and making plans. The fact that little purring noises kept slipping from him while he nuzzled her hair had her damn near ready to break her rule. It was like he and his Puma were wallowing in her scent. “I’m sure you will.”

His eyes glittered with gold. “So am I.” He captured her lips in a quick, hard kiss. “Now I think it’s time we both rested before I’m tempted to try something again. I’ll pick you up for breakfast around eight thirty.”

“All right.” She stood and headed for the front door, knowing it was the right thing to do in order to leave their dream peacefully. He stood and followed, opening the door onto his front lawn. “Good night, Gabe.”

He pulled her close, leaning in for a good-night kiss that started sweet but ended with her bent to his will, his mouth devouring hers, tempting her to stay. The reluctance she felt when he pulled away from her spoke volumes. “Good night, love.”

He closed the door before she could find out if he really meant to call her that.

She turned and strolled down the walkway, fingering her lips and wondering if, just if, he really did.

If only she could trust the dream.

Chapter Seven

He watched her bounce down the stairs of the Coronado Springs resort, her hair swinging, her full lips smiling, and her face filled with the joy of a new day. Dark sunglasses hid her eyes from him, but the brown shorts and dark blue tank top did little to hide her curves.

Hopefully she now knew how much he loved her.

He’d put everything he was into that last dream kiss, bending her, dominating her, leaving her breathless and panting and leaning against him weakly. And then he’d shut the door and let her walk away, fighting his instincts and his Puma the entire fucking time until he’d slipped out of their dream and into real, dreamless sleep. The blue balls that followed had not been his idea of fun, but he refused to take care of the problem without Sarah. The anticipation would make finally taking her all the sweeter, and today he had every intention of doing just that.

Today was going to be fun. The Pride was hitting the parks, enjoying being in Disney World before the wedding madness truly began. Tomorrow there were other activities planned, but today was all about being little kids again. Except the games Gabe wanted to play weren’t at all child-like.

He couldn’t wait to see Sarah’s reactions. He stood, smiling at her as she came to a stop at the shuttle stop in the parking lot of the hotel. “Ready?”

She frowned, looking around. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Magic Kingdom.” And hadn’t they laughed their asses off at him as he’d waved them on. They knew exactly what he was up to and approved of his plans. Hell, Emma had even added a suggestion of her own, something he knew Sarah would love to do with him. And she’d definitely approved of shopping the World Showcase, to no one’s surprise.

He took Sarah’s hand and led her to where the shuttle stop was. “I thought we might want to do Epcot.

Ride Mission Mars, see Soaring, maybe go shopping in World Showcase.”

She looked up at him with suspicion. “Shopping.”

He did his best to look innocent. “Yes. Shopping.”

“You seemed less than enthusiastic last night.”

“Hey, I can shop. You hunt down your purchase, club it to death with a credit card and drag it out of the store, right?”

She sputtered.

“See? Men can shop just fine.” He puffed up his chest, hoping to get her to laugh. “And I have special training as a Hunter, so I should be extra good at it.”

She was trying her damndest to hide her grin, but it wasn’t working. “Did Emma put you up to this?”

“I plead the fifth.”

“Aren’t we supposed to meet the others for dinner?”