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Her mouth opened with surprise, and she seemed beyond offended. She rose and hit my arm. “Don’t talk about her like that. She was a nice lady.”
I raised a skeptical brow. There was no way I was going to see someone who filled Priscilla’s heart with terror right after our first time as nice. “She was?”
Her eyes filled with sadness as she looked down, and I wanted to kick myself. I also wanted to kick her granny’s corpse. Sadness looked so wrong on her. “She was the only one that took care of me. My mom was not very caring. My granny spent time with me, and she cooked me tomato soup when I was sick or sad.”
I wanted to take care of her even better. I wanted to make Priscilla feel every positive emotion I was not able to feel. I cupped her cheek to make her look at me. “I am sorry.”
This made her even sadder, and she murmured, “Are you really?”
Unfortunately, it was a question I could not answer because even after accepting me, I knew she was not going to be happy with the truth, and I was not going to lie to her for any reason.
The way my feelings worked was not enough for her. I wondered if it could ever be enough.
She didn’t push it, though. She never showed her sadness for too long. She always found a way to put a smile on her beautiful face, even it was fake, and her fake smiles looked more real than some others I have seen. She had a joy within that was always ready to surface and drown any negativity.
“What do you think about the decorations?” she asked with a smile changing the topic.
I looked around the living room. She was still not done with the big things, but there were more things around. She bought big colorful rocks and also all kinds of plants. She was making it look cozier and more colorful. Honestly, I didn’t care how the house looked as long as it made her happy because I knew she cared.
I kissed her cheek. “It looks really beautiful. You are doing a good job.”
A huge grin appeared on her face. She liked to be praised outside of the bedroom too. She was perfect, and she wanted everyone to acknowledge that.
I was more than ready.
She looked at a huge pink rock in the corner. “You know, don’t stop yourself from hanging around that one.”
My brows came tight. “That sounds suspicious.”
“No, not at all. You can just stay close and tell me if you feel something strange and warm inside you, okay?”
I looked at her face with confusion. She was pressing her lips to hold her laugh inside. “What is it?”
“It is a rose quartz.” When I still looked at her with confusion, she explained, “It is a love stone.”
My body went rigid as the word left her mouth. The last thing I wanted from my wife was for her to expect love from me, yet I went ahead and chose a bride that I knew was never going to give up. Still, I could not think of choosing someone else.
I cupped her elbow and brushed my thumb to her arm. “Priscilla,” I said very gently.
She only shook her head. “It is okay.”
“I wish you were telling the truth.”
“I don’t want to fight. I had other plans for today.”
She didn’t want to acknowledge she was always going to expect me to love her. She didn’t want to hear me say I would never love her. At least not in the way she needed me to.
I didn’t want us to lie to each other, but I was okay with avoiding the topic because that was what she wanted.
“What were your plans?” I asked again, wrapping my arms around her and making Apollo growl. This time I didn’t pay attention to him. I had more important things to deal with. Though a little part of my brain was thinking what was the equivalent of warning someone to not hurt my wife when it was a dog instead.
She smiled in a way I liked. That smile was a naughty, dirty one. It belonged to a safe territory. We had no problems when it came to those smiles.
“Well, I can show you upstairs. You have to get changed anyway.”
“I do,” I accepted and then lifted her in my arms, making Apollo very angry. I barely glanced at him. My body was relaxed. Sex always made things easier for us. I knew it was not very healthy to avoid our problems and have sex, but it worked for us. Priscilla wanted emotions, and during sex, I was able to give something close to what she wanted from me.
Sex went deeper than just physical touch for us.
