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“I do.”
“Great. Leave her some Advil and water by the bedside table. Maybe run her a hot bath with bath salts. I know she got some from the store the other day. Oh and breakfast in bed would be a great touch.” Before I can thank her, her husband comes back on the phone.
“Are you done monopolizing my wife, Hearst?” Chuckling, I answer him back.
“Yes. Thank you for giving me a second of her time.”
“Whatever. Oh and Geeb?”
“Jasper?”
“Congratulations my friend.”
Hanging up, I go back upstairs as quietly as I can and place the two pills and glass of water on the table beside her. I turn on the faucet in her bedroom and find the bath salts in there. I don’t want her to bathe in here, but if I turn it on in our room she will wake up.
Once everything is in order upstairs, I make my way to the kitchen and begin making pancakes and bacon. I turn on the music system, something I haven’t done in years and try to find something that fits my mood, not that I would know anything about what is popular. I almost give up when I hear the lyrics that perfectly match this moment.
When your lips hit my lips and th? fireworks flyare the first of the lyrics I hear. I have no clue who it is, but I use my Shazam app and figure out it is by an artist named John Legend. I know of him, but I cut myself off from music long ago.
I am so engrossed in what I am doing that I don’t hear my wife walk into the kitchen. A pair of arms wrap around my waist, and I turn, startled but quickly turned on when I see she is in nothing but a bedsheet. My bedsheet.
“Good morning, handsome.” She stands on her tiptoes and puckers her lips out. I lean down and kiss her good morning.
“What are you doing down here, Siren? Did you take the pills I left on the table?”
“Yes. Thank you for those. I didn’t like waking up in bed alone, husband.” Shit. I didn’t think about that.
“I’m sorry, wife. I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to get up and do something for you.” She blushes and lays her head on my chest.
“You’re so sweet.” She definitely wouldn’t be calling me that if she knew what I was thinking right now.
“Go on back upstairs, soak in the tub while breakfast is cooking, and then I will serve you breakfast in bed. How does that sound?”
“Perfect as long as we can do more of what we did last night afterwards.” Fuck this woman is going to make me jizz myself.
“You are damn right we can, baby.” Nodding, she kisses me once more before heading upstairs. It takes everything I have in me not to run behind her and bend her over the bed. “Food first, Geeb, then pussy,” I tell myself.
Yes. I must feed her so she can feed me.
ChapterTen
Ada
One Week Later
I was half in love with him before he touched me, but now… I am head over heels in love with him. He’s amazing. He’s everything I’ve wanted in a man. He’s attentive. He’s, in a word, perfect. Perfect for me. I do, however, want to go pick up Lavinia and find those mean girls from his past and give them the beating they richly deserve. Who do they think they are? How dare they cut a king down like that. I’ll be the queen he needs though.
We are sitting in a fancy-ish restaurant in Charleston. Geeb insisted that we go out on a date. I tried to tell him that I don’t need to go out, that all I need is him, but he put his foot down… which made us a little late for our reservation because that turned me on to no end. I moved right into his bedroom, and he’s been inside me every night since that first night, most nights more than twice. We’ve created a monster that can only be satisfied carnally. I love that I feel so safe when he’s on top of me. The second night, after we were done, I told him what Matthew tried to do to me. My sexy warrior wanted to drive to Millersburg and kill him. I could only calm him down with my mouth, but I doubt he’s forgotten about it.
The pretty hostess sat us and handed us menus. Her gaze lingered a little too long on Geeb, so I grabbed his hand to mark my territory. Geeb didn’t even notice her. We are sitting in a semi-circle booth in the back corner of the restaurant. It’s a little darker back here. I’m pretending to look over the menu, but I’m distracted by his lips on my neck. I have to cross my legs to give my pussy a little friction.
“Hi, I’m Mitch. Can I take your drink order?” the waiter asks. He looks back and forth between Geeb and I with a disgusted look on his face.
“I’ll have a Dr. Pepper,” I say.
“And for you, sir?”
“Any domestic beer on tap.”
