Page 45 of Reminders of Her


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As I enterthe hotel room, I discover Grey and our ballerina nestled together, peacefully napping on one of the double beds.They’re naked.I smile, knowing he finally took that step with her.I hope she’s ready for me soon.This is something we’re navigating slowly and independently.At some point, the three of us will share the bed and surrender ourselves to what I want us to be.

Tenderly, I press a kiss on Grey’s temple and another on her lips, gently urging them awake.

“Wake up, sleepyheads,” I whisper with affection, knowing this is the beginning of us together.

“Just five more minutes,” Grey groans, his voice muffled by drowsiness.

“What he said,” our ballerina agrees, her words a soft murmur, and her beautiful eyes still closed.

“I thought you were getting ready.I made dinner reservations at five.We have to be at the Metropolitan Opera at Lincoln Center no later than seven,” I remind them.

“We can order room service,” Grey suggests, his tone lazy and content.“Jet lag is a bitch.”

“She wants to watchGiselle,” I remind him.

Her eyes finally open, lighting up with a dreamy smile, and my heart aches to grant her every desire.“I do want to go to the center.Although, my ultimate dream is to see it and to dance there.”

Lang knows people, a lot of people.He might be able to get us to the center after hours.I send him a text, knowing that I’d have to sell my soul to him in exchange for this favor.I can practically hear him say, “Yes, but you’ll have to do anything I want for the next thousand years.”The price seems small compared to the lengths I would go to fulfill her dreams.

As I gaze at my beautiful woman, I know without a doubt that I would do anything and everything for her.Absolutely anything.

Our weekin New York is almost coming to an end.Greyson left for London last night.Today we spent some time choosing the furniture for the apartment.We don’t get it until next month, but I want to make sure we have everything for August, when she’ll be moving in.

For our last night, I choose to bring her to the house I own in Brooklyn with my friends.I want this to be intimate, just the two of us in my space.We cook together and have dinner on the patio, which, thankfully, is finally cooling down.

We’re now in front of the fire pit, enjoying each other’s company as we read.“How are you feeling?”I ask, touching her hand.

“Excited.Did you thank Lang for allowing me to see the center?”

I nod.“Of course.You seemed happy on the stage.”

“Dancing makes me happy until I have to do it for Mom, because I’m talented and I can be anything she wanted to be,” she confesses.

I lift her chin with my thumb.“We’re in a safe place.Let’s not bringherinto the conversation.”

She nods and smirks.“So ...Grey and I already ...but you and I ...”

She’s adorable when she’s all flustered and doesn’t want to be bold and ask for what she needs.God, I love her so much.

“I?”I arch an eyebrow.“What about us?”

“Well, I’m wondering if that’s something we will do at some point.”

“Can you tell me more about this thing we will do?”I tease her.

She nibbles her lip when she finally says, “Make love or, you know, have sex.”The last word comes out so fast I almost miss it.

I pull her to my lap and kiss her.When my lips meet hers, it feels as though I am discovering the art of kissing for the first time.It isn’t just physical contact.It’s an intimate collision of two souls yearning for each other’s touch.

Each taste of her lips feels like a new revelation, a layer of how deep I feel for her.I find myself sinking further into the intoxicating abyss of her love with every lingering kiss we share.

As I hold her close, I can feel her heart beating against my own, our harmonious rhythms dancing almost as magnificently as she does on a stage.

The love I harbor for her is a limitless ocean, threatening to consume me with its breathtaking depth.But I don’t fear drowning or losing myself inside her.Actually, I want to dive deeper and stay there.

With her and Grey,I’ve discovered a love that is genuine, unadulterated, and irrevocable.With a gentle breath, I break the kiss, my eyes locked with hers.

“You want to go to my bedroom?”I ask, my voice filled with longing and a desire to love her, every inch of her body and finally become one with her.

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