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I slam the door to my car and the house, making my presence known so she feels the energy I am carrying.
Taking two steps at a time, I yank the bedroom door open and come to a complete halt. She is on her hands and knees. She crawls toward me and rips my pants open.
“You drive me fucking insane.”
“You do the same. And if you ever leave me alone again, next time I will rip your dick off with my teeth and swallow that instead.”
I grip her hair in my fist, tugging her head back. I swear this woman was made to bring me heaven and hell, and I will take her every day just like she is, so absolutely crazy and mine.
“I’m lost in you,cara.”
This is my truth, and I slip inside my personal brand of paradise. There’s no point denying that I’m a goner for her, totally smitten, and obsessed with her.
Chapter 25
The moment we enter the city, the euphoria of the weekend fades away. Cato senses my mood shift and lifts my palm to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss.
“Just say it and I will always make time to give you the me you like.”
Like doesn’t even come close to what I am beginning to feel for him, and I stare outside the window, the city passing by.
Our housekeeper greets us. The smell of food has me plopping on the stool in the kitchen, and I suppress my yawn as I eat.
Just as we finish, his phone rings and I gesture upstairs. He mouths, “I’ll be right there.”
I sigh, knowing he won’t; he has work to oversee.
I go straight to the bedroom and change for bed. I’m sore and tired, but I guess that happens when you have more sex than sleep, and less food to counter the energy spent.
In the middle of the night, I stir awake. I pat Cato’s side of the bed, but it’s empty and cold. Grabbing my phone, I see it’s 3 a.m. and he hasn’t come to bed. Getting out of bed, I pick up his discarded shirt, sniffing his heady scent. I take the steps downstairs, slipping inside his office, and his attention shifts from his laptop to me.
Slith is huddled in the corner of his enormous terrarium.
Cato rolls his chair backward and crooks one finger for me to go to him. I climb on his lap, and he buries his face in my neck.
“Come to bed,” I softly plead, my fingers caressing his back.
“Can’t sleep without me, huh?”
“Why can’t you sleep?” I whisper, even though I’m mad he downplays the part of his insomnia. It’s not that I haven’t noticed. It’s rare when he sleeps and wakes up with me.
“Even monsters have nightmares,” he whispers against my skin, and I freeze.
“I’ll protect you from them.”
I take his hand, and he follows me to bed. Threading my fingers through his hair, he falls asleep, and I can finally drift off to sleep myself.
***
I always thought I would associate routine with the years I spent at an all-girls school. The routine was almost pathological, and I believed it would kill my spirit. But now, with him, and with both of us going through our days, it comforts me. While he is away, I lock myself in the studio with even more passion after Lauren called me today to inform me one of the biggest jewelry companies in America wants to sell my collection. The entire day I buzz with energy, and I am already at the elevator when the doors slide open, and I jump in his arms. He catches me, and I rain kisses down his face.
“Missed me this bad?”
“Not that bad.”
He slaps my ass, and I roll my eyes at him, telling him about the call.
“I’m so proud of you,cara.”
