But Denny deepened the kiss. He did not care if someone was watching. Trisha is his girl. He is not married and tied to anyone to be forbidden from whatever he wishes to do with the girl in his arms right now, so he decided to indulge even more.
"That is how you seal a promise, honey," Denny chuckled when Trisha tapped his shoulder as she was out of breath.
The poor girl took a few deep breaths before she dared reply.
"My apologies, Your Highness, forgive me for my boldness," Trisha's forehead leaned forward to Denny's chest. She could feel the slight jiggles of her head on his chest as Denny was chuckling. They both giggled as Denny pulled her into his embrace and opened the car door for Trisha to get in.
"I will collect later, for now, we have to go have that dinner," Denny's chuckle
