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Two warm hands wrap around my midsection then, interrupting, and a head sneaks under my arm. “Hello, gentlemen.”
“Hello, Mrs. Asher.” Her smile is wide, so fucking sweet each time I call her that. “Ready to go?”
“Just about. I’m waiting for Aurora to leave with Sam—”
“Who the fuc...fudgesicle is Sam?” Casper corrects himself quickly, shooting us an apologetic look. “Where is she going?”
“Aurora?” She’s playing coy, and I narrow my eyes.
“Yes,” Casper grits out, his eyes on the woman standing a few feet from us and talking to a couple from the new office here.
“She said something about a prior engagement with Sam. Not sure if it’s the guy, or...” And just like that, Casper stalks off in her direction. We hear the gasp that follows, a curse or two, and then the crowd laughs as he throws her over his shoulder and leaves. Not that Aurora put up much of a fight. Even from her upside down position, I can see the sly grin she’s fighting back.
The same one her cousin isn’t.
“Who was the mastermind?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, husband. I’m an angel.”
Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pull her in close and lean down just enough to nuzzle the soft skin of her neck. “I’m going to punish you for that lie. Make you choke on my cock as you beg for forgiveness.”
“Promise,” she mewls low, smiling out into the crowd. “Are you going to make it hurt?”
“Where’s Maximus?” My lips kiss the shell of her ear.
“Your parents are taking him. Giving us the night off to explore the city.”
“Is that so?” Her nod is my reply. “Then head upstairs to my office and strip down, Twirl. You’re going to dance for me like that first night before I split you in two. I want us to explore the option of baby number two and make it a reality.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary.” The tone she uses makes me pause and pull back enough to look into her eyes. The radiant blue is glistening with unshed tears while her bottom lip trembles. In that moment as reality hits me, I fall in love with her all over again and thank God for putting her in my path. For gifting me the privilege of loving her. “I found out a few days ago, Mr. Daddy. Asher baby number two is already on its way and growing strong.”
“I love you so much, London. So fucking much.” Without giving a single fuck about the people around us, I lift her into my arms and leave the stage toward my building. I don’t stop until we’re alone and locked away at the very top overlooking the city.
Not until her clothes and mine lay in tatters somewhere by my desk.
Not until I feel her bare skin against mine and I’m buried deep inside her against the floor-to-ceiling windows. Her back to my chest.
Because this is where I find my heaven. The temple I repent to.
I love her slowly. Tenderly.
Thanking her with every kiss for giving me my babies. For trusting me with her heart.
I pour my heart out to her with every thrust. With every moan I draw from her shaking body, and when she reaches her peak and turns to look at me from over her shoulder, I whisper, “I love you,” into her mouth as we break apart and come together again.
My life is crazy. Thrives on danger and moments of chaos.
Yet with her I find my balance.
The reason to be a better man.
And I’ll spend the rest of my life ruling this world so I can gift it to her every single night.
She will always be my Twirl. My best friend. My queen.
The End.
