Chapter Three
By the time they surfaced from their kiss—and they only did that because things had been getting seriously hot and heavy and Mia was painfully aware that the captain was mere feet away from them—the skyscrapers of Canary Wharf were drawing close. Since the boat had slowed and was veering gradually over to the left, Mia guessed this was where they were going to disembark.
“Oh!” she said, looking over at the snacks and champagne they hadn’t touched.
“What’s the matter?”
She pointed. “We didn’t eat any of the snacks or open the champagne. What a waste!”
Elias grinned. “We’re going to the most amazing restaurant in the city—possibly in the country—in a minute. Honestly, you’ll probably be glad you left plenty of room in your stomach. As for the champagne, it’s not wasted if
