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As I rinse the shampoo, I feel arms wrap around my chest, immediately causing me to smile. “Good morning, my beautiful wife,” I say happily as I rinse the rest of the shampoo out of my hair. Amber gently kisses my back, her soft lips giving me goosebumps.

“I didn’t know you sang,” she says softly, smiling as I turn to face her.

Oh fuck, she heard me singing. That’s embarrassing.Heat rises to my cheeks.This time it is from embarrassment, not the temperature of the water.

“Only in the shower.” I laugh. “I’m sorry. Did I wake you?” I ask, stepping back slightly to allow her to come under the soft drizzle of water. I watch the water pour off her perfect brown skin for a moment before putting my hands on her waist.

“You should sing more often,” she says sweetly as she stands on her tiptoes to kiss me gently. “No, you didn’t wake me, but I came to see where you were. Thank you for the coffee,” she says, her smile getting larger.

“It was my pleasure,” I reply, squirting her shampoo into my hand. I gently rub it into her silky hair, smiling when I hear her sigh with approval.I love every single second of the time I get with her, so I might as well make the most of it.

After our shower, Amber makes waffles and bacon. As I watch her gracefully move around the kitchen wearing my T-shirt, a sense of unexplained happiness washes over me again.I can certainly get used to this — waking up next to her, showering together and having breakfast.

She sets the plates of waffles down in front of me and hands me a plate, putting a waffle on it and pouring my syrup. She’s smiling and humming a tune as she makes herself a plate, too. I can’t stop watching her in awe, thinking of how she’s caring for me so well.

After breakfast, I’m taking her back to bed for a movie marathon and cuddling. Where are these thoughts coming from? I’m not a lying in bed, watching movies and cuddling type of guy. What is she doing to me?

Suddenly, I can’t help but notice the feeling rushing over me again.

Amber is my home.

17

AMBER

Over the past week, Kaden and I have been falling into our roles as husband and wife. The connection between us is getting stronger every day. I keep reminding myself that it’s not real, that we’re not really together.

He’s only putting on a good show. Even at home, there are often maids, gardeners, and other staff dropping by. Most of his tenderness, I think, is to convince them we are a loving husband and wife. He doesn’t want any chance of this not seeming real, and I can’t let myself get caught up in it.

The sex was, of course, only between us. But I don’t think I can assume it means anything more than what it is. He’s a man and I’m a woman. I keep telling myself that I’d be playing with fire if I let myself believe he has feelings there. It was a physical act between two people who are attracted to each other, but that isn’t love.

We don’t work the same schedule, so I find myself longing for him to come home or heading in to work early just so I won’t have to be alone. It’s a weird feeling, wanting to be around him all the time when I’m unsure of what we even are.

I don’t want to admit that my feelings are growing for him, especially after being intimate. I know that to him we’re only abiding by the contract. Our night together was only a tiny lapse in judgment. My need to help others and his sexy grin took over me, and his eagerness didn’t help.

I often think about our night together and how much I crave his presence. I want to feel him again and be close to him. I mean, we shower together almost every single morning, but it doesn’t seem like enough.

He hasn’t tried anything more than cutely washing my hair for me. As much as I enjoy his fingers massaging my scalp, I wish they’d travel to other parts of me…

I notice his demeanor toward me is shifting, too. He’s becoming more of a real husband. The things he does and how he treats me are like a real husband’s affection for his wife. He even tells me if I want to quit my job, he’ll fully support me, and I can do whatever I want.

It’s such a sweet and generous offer, but of course, I don’t accept it and probably never will. I enjoy my job and want to pursue my career. Especially when our year is up, I want to be in a place where I’m still well off, even without his help. I don’t even take advantage of the fact that I am, technically, now the chairman’s granddaughter-in-law because I don’t want it to bite me in the ass later when this is all over.

When he first suggested I quit, I was expecting a fight because I didn’t take his suggestion. Surprisingly, he didn’t push me at all. He agreed with me, letting me know it was something I had to pick for myself. To be honest, the way he appreciated my work ethic only served to make him even hotter in my eyes.

Thinking of his attractiveness brings me back to his sculpted jaw and how it feels pressing against my collarbone as he kisses my neck. The way his kisses travel down to my chest, finding my breasts like he knows exactly what gets me going…

Suddenly, Kaden’s voice entering the kitchen interrupts my dirty thoughts of what I want to do to him. “Good morning! Are you going to work today?” he asks, leaning in for a kiss.

After the kiss melts onto my lips, I notice the tie he’s wearing with his executive attire is crooked. I fix it before responding. “No. Today’s my day off, silly,” I say, pouring syrup on my waffles. “Are you hungry?”

“Oh yes, that’s right. I forgot, sorry. No, thank you, I’ll pass on breakfast. I’ll hurry home to help with dinner tonight, okay?” he says, leaning in and kissing my forehead. His second kiss makes me frown, realizing he’s leaving me alone all day.

I don’t realize the look of sadness appearing on my face until he pulls me in. The way he cuddles me, trying to cheer me up, makes me aware of how pathetic I must look. I try to wipe the expression off my face, not wanting him to think of me as some lovestruck, moony teenager.

But it only makes my wish for him to stay home with me grow even stronger. He leans down, whispering in my ear. “Believe me. I wish I could stay home with you. I would love to spend all day cuddling and watching movies with you.”

His voice becomes seductive, teasing me a bit. “We could eat these waffles you’re making and then shower together to rinse off the syrup. I might even wash your hair for you again. Or, use the soap and let my hands decide where they want to clean…”

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