AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He laughs and nods. “We did,” he responds. “Took me a little bit to remember that this morning, too.”
“How drunk were we?”
“Apparently, drunk enough to get married.”
He laughs like it's the funniest thing ever, but I'm totally failing to see the humor in it. The fact that we're married has some huge implications – my mind is spinning and I'm bordering on panic. Aaron takes hold of my face and places a soft, gentle kiss on my lips.
“Relax, Emily. Everything is going to be okay.”
“How is it going to be okay when –”
“Nothing is official until we file the marriage certificate,” he says. “No marriage certificate, no marriage.”
“How do you know?”
His laugh is gentle and warm, and his certainty makes me feel slightly better. Slightly. As the fragmented memories fall into place in my mind, I recall the minister – such as he was – performing what looked to me like a wedding ceremony. Even if it was – literally – out of this world. I recall the both of us saying, ‘I do’, and putting rings on each other's fingers. From where I'm sitting, we're married.
“When I woke up and remembered what happened last night, I had the same panic attack you're having right now. So, I quickly looked up all the relevant laws and information online,” he explains. “The ceremony was – well – ceremonial. Nothing is official until we file the certificate they'll be sending to us in a couple of weeks.”
“Are you sure?”
“I'm as sure of that as I am that you are absolutely stunning, Emily.”
He looks me up and down, his eyes drinking me in. I can get used to the way Aaron looks at me. He genuinely looks at me like I'm the most beautiful woman he's ever laid his eyes on. I never fail to feel special or desired when he looks at me. It's a rare thing. Something I've never experienced before, and something that never fails to put a flutter in my belly.
“Good answer,” I whisper.
Feeling better and reassured that we didn't just both screw up our lives, I lean forward and kiss him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. As our kiss deepens and my body starts to come alive with desire, I reach down and take hold of his rapidly stiffening cock. I stroke him a few times, savoring the feel of him growing in my hand. Looking him in the eye and running my tongue around my lips suggestively, I start to slide down his body, fully intent on giving him the best morning blow job he's ever had.
At least until his cell phone rings.
As the shrill noise shatters the building mood, both of us sigh. “I have to take this.”
“I know,” I pout.
“Just hold that thought.”
I flash him a wicked grin and take his cock in my hand again, giving it a firm squeeze. “Like this?”
He groans and nods. “Yeah, exactly like that.”
We both grin as Aaron answers the call. “Yeah, this is Aaron Steel.”
He listens for a second, an inscrutable expression crossing his features. I can't hear what's being said on the other end of the line, but whatever it is, I'm getting the impression it's not good. Aaron slips out of bed, the phone pressed to his ear, his expression darkening with each passing second.
“When did this happen?” he demands.
He paces the room as a strange feeling grows in the pit of my stomach. My first thought is that something happened to one of the employees last night – something bad, judging by his change in demeanor.
“Yeah, no I understand. I'm not in town, but I can be back in a few hours,” Aaron says. “I'll be there soon.”
He disconnects the call and paces around the room a bit more, his features darkening as his anger grows. I've never known Aaron to be a violent man, but the look in his eye right now is downright terrifying. Not that I'm afraid for myself. I don't know how, I just know he'd never turn that look on me in a million years. I pity whoever has upset him to this degree.
“What is it?” I ask.
“I have to get back,” he tells me, his voice harder than iron. “I need to call Pete and Lara, tell them what's going on and that they're in charge here.”
Aaron rushes around the room, speaking more to himself than to me as he grabs his bag and collects his things. There's a grim resolve in his eye, and he's grown absolutely cold in the span of that phone call. It's a bit unsettling.
