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She waves me off, returning to her pacing once again. “Okay, well, whatever. Food’s taken care of. But why would you invite my family?”

“I don’t know. Consider it a delayed wedding reception, since ours was interrupted. And I haven’t gotten to know my in-laws yet. I feel like it’s time.”

“Did Juliet put you up to this?”

“No, although she did help get your parents on board. Your mother doesnotlike me.”

She scoffs. “My mother doesn’t like anyone.”

“Well, I plan on winning her over.”

Perching on the edge of the bed, Caroline exhales slowly, pinching the bridge of her nose. “This is not going to end well.”

“Why do you think that?”

“I just know my family, okay? They won’t behave themselves. My mom will continue asking if I’m pregnant because she was really convinced before the wedding. My dad will try to push his weight around like I’m still his property, and Juliet will probably rifle through your things, looking for something valuable to steal. Or drink all your hard liquor.”

Pulling my suit jacket together, I remove my feet from the wall and push upward, making my way over to where she sits. She brushes the neckline of her robe, absently exposing more of her skin.

I crouch in front of her, placing my palms on either side of her body, flush against the mattress. So close, I can smell that fruity, floral scent that lives in her pores. “I can remedy all of those problems.”

Her eyes lift, meeting mine, hand stilling. “How?”

My hand glides up, caressing her thigh on the ascent up to her hip and over her ribcage. Grazing the underside of her breast, I stop when I reach the valley between her two peaks. I drag my thumb slowly over the flesh not covered by her robe, reveling in how she shivers beneath my touch.

Breath hitching in my throat, my cock comes alive, pushing against my pants. I lick my lips, dragging my gaze from her nipples, puckered under her clothing, letting my thumb travel higher. “I’ll put Benito on Juliet duty; no one’s ever stolen a thing from me, and I’ve had lots of guests.”

“Lots?” She asks, her voice barely audible. Breathy. Needy. Her chest rises and falls, deliberate in its attempt to remain calm.

I nod, passing the column of her throat, smoothing my calloused hand over the soft expanse. “Lots.None as important as you, though.”

She closes her eyes as my thumb reaches her pretty pink mouth, rubbing gently over her bottom lip. “And my father?”

“That fucker won’t even be allowed to look at you if you don’t want him to.”

“I don’t.”

“Done.”

Her tongue darts out, swiping at the tip of my thumb, and I follow its retreat, pushing into her mouth. She swallows, laving around the digit as her warm, wet mouth encases it, and I swear I almost come in my slacks right then. Sucking softly, pulling me into the knuckle, she flutters her eyelashes, waiting.

“As for your mother,” I growl as I push my thumb further inside, pressing down on the flat of her tongue. The organ struggles to break free, her cheeks hollowing out as her body wars with logic and pleasure. Defiance flares in her irises, darkening them, and my cock swells to the point that it feels like it might fucking explode. “We can get started on that. Prove her right. Give her a reason to stop speculating.”

She freezes, eyebrows drawing in. Jerking back, she releases me with a shove, and I get to my feet, letting her. I don’t know what it is about her fire that gets me, but each time she pushes me away or slices me open with her mouth, my heart turns to putty, aching for her to give in.

“You can’t say shit like that to me.”

“Is it so crazy to want an heir from my beautiful, intelligent wife?”

“Our marriage isn’t like that, and you know it. We’ve been over this.” She gets to her feet, pulling her robe tight against her body, and walks to the door, standing beside the frame. “You need to leave.”

“And if I don’t want to?”

Her jaw clenches as she crosses her arms. “You don’t want the answer to that.”

We stare at each other, breath still struggling to return to normal, blood still draining from certain body parts, but she doesn’t budge. She’s unwavering, and it makes me want to take her even more, to conquer her, body and soul.

Make her mine, for real.

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