✔️ Wedding

✔️ Cruise

✔️ Male Strippers

✔️ Domination

✔️ Fetish Club

New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards revisits Tag and McKenna, a power couple who have gone from infatuation to adoration in Adored.

Tag has waited two years for this. Sure, he knows he’ll need to be persuasive to get McKenna on board, but nevertheless, he’s up for the challenge. Even when the tables turn, and he’s the one in the spotlight, Tag knows that the payoff is absolutely worth it.

This book was originally released in the Sweet Seduction boxed set. 

“One week? Really?”

Tag smirked at McKenna. Sometimes his fiancée amused him to no end. 

Like now, when she was glaring back at him, pure disbelief backlighting her beautiful eyes.

“One week. That’s all,” he informed her.

McKenna sighed. “Fine. I’m sure I can get Whisper to cover the office without me for a week. I’m just gonna need advance notice so I can—”

“We leave first thing in the morning,” Tag told her sternly, fighting a grin. 

The look she cast his way would’ve likely incinerated a lesser man. But Tag had been with McKenna long enough—close to two years now—to expect those fiery looks, especially when he sprung something on her that would take her away from work for longer than a minute. 

​McKenna owned and operated Sensations, Inc.—her well-known online magazine geared toward swingers and the sexually taboo. It wasn’t unusual for her to work in excess of seventy hours a week. In fact, it was rare that she didn’t. McKenna had been highly successful before he’d met her, but since … well, she’d taken her company to an entirely different level thanks to the infamous club—Devotion—that they were members of.

They were what their friends called a power couple. Sometimes, due to the volume of hours they each worked during the week, Tag wasn’t so sure that was meant to be a compliment. However, they did what they loved, and when they weren’t working, they were spending their time together. He couldn’t ask for much more than that.

But at this point in time, McKenna was definitely married to her job. Which was why he’d known she wouldn’t be happy that he was taking her away for a week, but honestly, he hadn’t had any other choice.

And this … this trip they were taking… Well, the timing wasn’t the only surprise he had in store for her. Not that he was going to tell her that just yet. He was a smart man, after all.

“Really, Tag?” McKenna asked incredulously, her pitch rising with every word she spoke. “I just walked in the door. And now I’m supposed to pack? Where are we going?” 

“I’m not tellin’ you.”

As he expected, her hands flew to her hips, she pursed her lips, cocked her head, and stared him down. He didn’t budge. She would have to do a lot better than that to shake him up.

“So what am I supposed to pack? If I don’t know where we’re going, then—”

“All taken care of,” he said softly, interrupting what would’ve likely been a long, drawn-out argument. 

Sometimes he wondered how she wasn’t a lawyer, as much of an argument as she liked to make. Considering he was a lawyer, he knew quite a few evasive maneuvers, and maybe that was why they worked so well together. 

“Tag.”

What should’ve been one syllable turned into several, and he couldn’t resist any longer. Tag grinned as he stalked her, effectively backing her against the bedroom door. Curling his finger beneath her chin, he tilted her head slightly, staring down into those exotic blue-green eyes that he’d found himself lost in a million times since the day he’d met her. 

“Do you trust me, McKenna?” he asked, his voice low, serious.

Her eyes widened, her mouth slowly closed, and she nodded her head.

“Good. Then leave everything up to me. The only thing I want you to do is relax. I’m gonna spend the next seven days takin’ care of you.” He punctuated his statement by tapping her lightly on the nose and smiling.

“But … seven days! Are you serious? Really?”

Tag gently laid his finger over her lips and shook his head. “No arguing with me this time. You’re not gonna win.”

“Can I at least take my laptop with me?” she mumbled against his finger.

“Nope.”

Aw, hell. That mischievous gleam he’d grown accustomed to ignited in her eyes, and the hint of a smile curled her lips. He dropped his hand to his side, waiting for what came next.

“What if I try to persuade you?”

He smiled. He’d been expecting this.

Tag sucked in a breath when McKenna’s hand grazed his cock. The thin layer of his slacks did little to protect him from her probing fingers, and the pleasure was nearly too much. 

“And how d