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Being in paradise is trying. It’s such a beautiful place, but the sofa could be better. The moment I’m conscious, my neck and back scream at me for making a terrible decision. My dick’s been mad at me for a couple of months now, so I’m used to his protests. I couldn’t go back to our room. I couldn’t lie in bed with her with my hormones still begging to mate, give her babies, and beat the shit out of any man who smiles at her. This must be what a caged predator feels like. I’m itching to go for the kill, but I’m too busy considering her feelings.
What the fuck?
Exhaling, I accept the truth, I’m falling for her. I’m sure there are worse things than loving my wife, but I don’t have time to think about it when I hear the crunch of cereal. I jump slightly when my eyes connect with mossy green ones.
When did that gigantic mutherfucker get there?
He smirks at me like I’m entertaining.
“That little dance last night was cute. It gave me the feels. You should’ve closed the deal. I almost booed, but it would’ve killed the moment,” he gives me a play-by-play of last night.
“Shut up, Mikonos,” I grumble and rub my neck.
“You wouldn’t have been sore from stuffing yourself on the couch just to moan her name in your sleep.” He points his spoon at me. “You’ve got it bad. The boys and I have a pool going…”
“Fuck you.” Griping is my only avenue, I’m not the trained killer.
“No. You fuck Karessa. I’d appreciate it if you waited three days, though.”
With a wink, he leaves and only then do I realize he cut off his hair.
Rising to my full height, I stretch out the kinks my chivalry has given me. This is going to be a long vacation.
The moment I make it up the stairs, I catch the ‘oh’ and ‘ah’ soundtrack of the Hanlon’s newlywed fucking. The memory of Jagger pacing in the hospital frightened that he’d almost killed his wife with sex is so distant now it’s partially comical. I feel a mixture of happiness for him and the desire to punch him.
Karessa’s head snaps up to stare at me the moment I enter. Closing the door. I lean on it and let the growing love I feel for her sink further into me.
Her greenish eyes are wide with worry, but I’m unsure what I want to address first. The warmth that her adorableness with that silky wrap on her head makes me feel. My concern for her expression. Or the lust her camisole with the deep V displaying the outline of her pert breasts and hard nipples has burning inside of me.
Since I can’t do anything about the latter, I focus on her.
“What’s wrong, Karessa?”
“I didn’t know where you were,” she admits as she chews on her bottom lip.
“Did you try to find me?”
“I called and sent you a text. I thought you were avoiding me.”
She watches me as I retrieve my dead phone and plug it up on my side of the bed.
“You’re my wife and we’re on our honeymoon; I wouldn’t avoid you. I fell asleep on the couch so you could get some rest.”
The moment the words leave my mouth, a loud thud follows Ainslee yelling Jagger’s name.
Surprisingly, one of the sources of our frustrations has us staring at each other for a beat until my lip twitches and sends us into a fit of laughter. I’m lying on my back at the foot of the bed when I’m done. Sobering, I roll my head to the left to look at Karessa. I watch her giggle as she falls to her side at the head of the bed.
I realize how much I love seeing her happy.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” I confess then roll to my side to face her.
We were studying each other from opposite ends, but my sudden confession has her cinnamon cheeks flushing as she studies the sheet far too intently.
“That wasn’t an outburst or random thought. I mean it. I slept away from you to keep my word.” I squeeze her calf because it’s in my reach. “I framed our wedding photo because you rattled me that day. Then you left me. I was home by myself and pissed when the photos arrived. Seeing them left me breathless. If I avoid you, it’s not because of indifference.”
“It’s not?” Her eyes are big and watery with unshed tears.
“No. Never. I need to be more to you than your old crush.”
