“Are you just going to lie around all the time?” Shesits on the bed to put on her sneakers. “You need a job or something.”
“Are we planning our future?” I tease, knowing I might regret it.
She looks at me over her shoulder, giving me the look… the one that draws a deep line in the sand, preventing this nature of conversation.
I raise my hands in defense, smirking. “Maybe I want to be a kept man.”
She climbs onto the bed and crawls to me, her bottom lip between her teeth. “Finally, words I can stand behind.”
Through the sheets, she grips my cock, and I reach, pulling her to me. “Careful what you wish for. Keeping a sex slave is not as easy as you think.” I bite her earlobe.
“I’m willing to chance it.” She strokes my dick a few times, and I groan.
“Fair warning, Thunder, one more jerk, and you will be late, or potentially absent from your first day.”
She jumps out of the bed. “Party pooper.”
I slap her ass. “You’re the one leaving me here.”
“Well, future husband, better get used to it.”
I watch her swaying hips, grinning. Yeah, a future husband I am. This is the first time she’s made a reference to our engagement since it happened three days ago.
And she took my advice about the blazer.
It’s still far from a victory, but it keeps me smiling the entire morning.
She is wrong about us, but she’s right about one thing. I’m staying in New York, and I need to figure out what I will do here.
The idea of managing Victor’s company doesn’t feel like a path I want to take. Though it might be the only way, at least for the time being.
With the Bentley almost sold, I should look for a new project. Something that keeps my hands busy and my mind quiet. Restoration would help me sort out my thoughts about my future beside my reluctant bride.
I open my laptop and start my search at the site where unappreciative idiots try to sell beauties for spare parts. The page loads slowly, the hum of the city outside Xander’s skylights filling the silence Roxy left behind.
My phone beeps, and I groan when I see the siblings group chat icon.
Lottie
LIAM!!!
Xander
Why are we yelling at him now?
Lottie
He’s engaged!
Xander
WTF?
Lottie
To Roxy Lock. Or Moretti.
Xander
