Page 43 of Syrup Syndrome


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I sink my body down on his and he clasps his arms around me, resting his chin on the top of my head and it makes my limbs turn into slush but melting into each other is what we do.

“Can you imagine if we tell them how you found me?” I ask, holding down a snicker. “Can you imagine their faces when I tell them that you kidnapped me?”

“Maybe there’s no need to tell them...,” Thane replies. “They don’t need to know those little details.”

“Scared that everyone will know your true colors?” I smile but his mood turns serious and I feel his lips just at the side of my eye.

“Only you know my true colors.”

Yeah, I guess I do...and it feels like he’s stroking my heart with his hand when he talks like that. It’s not always comfortable but it’sreal. And our love is real and unspoiled and untouched because we saved our hearts for each other and only for each other.

Smacking my lips together I murmur, “I can’t wait to meet them. Can’t wait to hear everything about their lives and their future plans...,” I let out an enthusiastic sigh, “I don’t think I’ve ever been this eager...”

Thane lets out a growl and tugs me to him.

“All right,” he grunts, “that’s enough cooing from you. And know that if you show them more affection than you show me, I’ll kick all of them out again and slam the door in their faces.”

“You’re just saying that,” I say with a pretend gasp, “you were never this jealous when we were kids.”

“Yeah, I was. I just hid it better so that you wouldn’t start crying and tell me what a mean boy I am.”

My brows rise. “Did I really used to cry that much?”

His mouth pulls in a nostalgic smile. “All the fucking time, cry baby. When I brought you here, I thought that for sure you’re going to burst out into tears but instead the first thing you did was to try to kill me with a knife.”

I shudder. “I wasn’t trying to kill you. Just hurt you.”

He nibbles my jawline with his teeth, like he tends to trace every curve of me. “And you managed to do neither.” He pats me condescendingly on the head. “Still, you get points for effort.”

I’m about to roll my eyes at him when there’s a sound on the courtyard of car wheels and I sharply sit up exclaiming,

“They’re here! They’re here!”

I spurt out of Thane’s lap and he abruptly rises.

“You were never this excited about me,” he snarls with suspicious eyes. When I only shrug, he yanks me back. “I was your favorite wasn’t I? All the time? It was always me, wasn’t it?”

He sounds worried. Like he actually thinks someone could take his place. Well...nobody can. But I don’t tell him that. Instead I just shrug again and race out of the room and I only catch a glimpse of his fuming face.

“Daphne!” he bellows behind me and I look down at the engagement ring on my finger with its big, shiny diamond and a smile pulls at my lips.

He’s so intense, that soon to be husband of mine.

Epilogue

Thane-Seven years later

Where is she? Where the hell is my wife?

I can’t find her and I go from room to room, checking the library, my office and I search the kid’s playroom but she’s nowhere to be found. My fists clench because when I want my wife, I expect her to be there. This house is big but not big enough for a person to get lost which can only mean that she can hear me completely fine but chooses not to answer.

She should because I need her. I always need her.

Her work at the bank in town is already keeping her away from me enough and not to mention that there’s the kids. I love and would die for every single one of them but they sure take up a lot of their mother’s time. We got five of them. One is biological and the other four are adopted, two of them are even teenagers now.

I open the door to the twin boy’s room and they’re lying on their beds, both playing with their phones and I frown.

“Have you seen your mother by any chance?”

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