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15
I’d landedin LA many times before this one, but it felt completely different. This time, it felt less like the land of opportunity and more like home. Maybe it was because I had a ring in my pocket.
There weren’t many things I asked my mom to help me with anymore. I earned my own money, washed my own clothes, and even made myself something resembling food three times a day. And even though I knew exactly what kind of ring I wanted, I promise just about every man on earth second-guessed when they were standing in Tiffany’s, staring under the glass at twenty different diamond beauties, loving a woman so much that suddenly, you wanted them all for her.
It’d helped to get that extra nudge.
It was a classic ring. I’d had to go delicate. Maeve’s tiny hands would don a diamond platinum band with a square-cut, excellent diamond. It was simple and timeless. Not enormous. Maeve wouldn’t want anything pretentious or to look like a Mafia wife. Little did she know by the time we parted I’d have her dripping in diamonds. It was hard to leave the shop with just one ring.
Saying that, I was glad I did because the flight home was fucking terrifying. I held on to my hand luggage like I walked through Tijuana at midnight. Even though she’d never seen it, it felt like Maeve’s already, and I guarded it with my life.
First thing I’d do when I got to LA was get the precious item to a safety deposit box until I planned the dates for the proposal. I’d get down on one knee with a backdrop of elephants in Thailand. I’d already told Koa and El about it and asked if they could get together any of the gang to join us, to make it more of a celebration. Of course, those two jumped at the chance. It was something else to tell two of my best friends I was about to get married.
Fuck. Life was good. In spite of what my asshole body told me every day, screaming to stay in bed, my mind knew—life was good.
I openedthe door to my apartment and before I could even see her face, Maeve flung her arms around my torso and buried her face in my chest.
“I missed you.” Her voice was muffled, and the warmth of her breath went right through my thin t-shirt. She drew back. “Why does it feel longer than a few days this time?”
“When you wait for forever to start it always feel like a long time, Fairy.”
She rubbed her hands along my abs. “I love these t-shirts. Just enough mystery to make a woman wild.”
Gazing down at her bedroom eyes, I gathered she was okay if we talked later. The growing bulge in my pants wasn’t going to anyway. I took her face in my hands, bent low, and nibbled her lips, kneading them with my own, then sliding my tongue deeper inside her warm, wanting mouth.
I drew back, our lips still touching. “Come inside. And yes, that’s something of a double entendre.”
She came inside, and I closed the door behind her while she placed her tote on the floor.
“Is Alex here?” she said, already undoing the buttons on her top.
“Still in Australia…” I stalked nearer to her.
As I took one step toward her, she took one back, seductively staring me straight in the eyes as she loosened every button, revealing a black lace bra.
“Why are you walking away from me?”
She shrugged.
I sat on the back of my living room sofa. “Come here.”
She stepped in front of me. I ran my fingers along her collarbone and flicked off the corner of her blouse. Then I traced along the opposite one to loosen the other shoulder, allowing the blouse to fall to her back.
“You are one sweet little girl…” I growled.
“You like what you see?”
I nodded. “I’ll like it even more if you show me the rest. Undress for me.”
She loved it when I told her what to do. And I loved it, too. I loved when she’d relent and give in to my desires. There were very few things I loved more than to watch her touch herself. Whether it be her Tinkerbell fingers featherlight, sweeping a bra strap down her shoulder, or her hips writhing back and forth to wiggle down a pair of panties, I was her voyeur.
Stripped down and bare, she stood before me. Her snow-white skin looked good enough to lick. My dick pressed hard against my pants now. But I liked the tight pain. It made it all the more delicious when I relieved it inside her.
She shifted her shoulders a bit, perhaps getting uncomfortable with my predatory eyes licking her from top to toe, enjoying her like a delicate amuse-bouche. You only got one bite. You had to savor it.
She took my hand in hers. “Should we take this to the bedroom?”
Adrenaline rushed through me, giving me an edge of energy I hadn’t had before her sweet ass walked through the door. I picked her up. She wrapped her legs around me and hung on while I took her to the dining room table and laid her down.
