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My husband just smiled at me for the first time. With teeth. And it’s mesmerizing. I almost miss his next words.
“And you’ll get your rest after you tell me again that you love me.”
EPILOGUE
Aris drags me to our bedroom. The movers will be here in a few days to pack our things and he’s determined to make as many memories in the city I grew up in before we leave. We’ve already visited the touristy sites all Chicagoans avoid due to the crowd. Although he doesn’t explain why we’re discovering Chicago, I don’t need him to defend his reasons to me.
I once told him about growing up more like a captive bird than a free person. This is his way of helping me enjoy my freedom.
In the bedroom, there’s a package on the bed.
“I’d like you to wear what’s in the box tonight,” he says.
“Will you tell me where we’re going?”
“I’ll give you a hint, you can watch anyone to your heart’s content.”
My body flushes and I rip the box open. Inside is a sexy, bright orange dress that will complement my dark brown skin. I immediately see why Aris chose it. There are cutouts that will come in handy for a man whose hands are never far away from my body.
“I’ll get in the shower.”
Before I take a step, he swings me onto the bed. “What’s the rush?” He pulls my shirt and bra over my head in one swoop. “I’d like to start our night off on the right foot.” Next, he drags my pants and underwear down my legs. “Have I told you how happy you’ve made me?”
“Not lately, but I don’t mind hearing it again.”
He kneels before me and parts my legs. “I must be a pretty neglectful husband. How do I make up for my poor inattention?”
A laugh bubbles out of me. He isn’t often silly in the bedroom, but I’ll take him every which way he wants to give himself to me.
“I’ve been told action speaks louder than words,” he says, then lowers his face between my thighs, which ends my merriment.
I fall back on the bed and spread my legs wider, giving him more access to my body. Aris pushes my legs up, holding them in the air while he feasts on my pussy. It’s been at least two days since he last went down on me, and it’s apparent in the hungry way he licks and sucks as if he can’t get enough. Even amid pleasuring me, Aris reads my body, knowing the signs that I’ve forgotten to breathe. He reminds me and slowly tongue fucks me until I’ve caught my breath. Then he dives into me again. Over and over, he drives my need higher. Despite my pleas, he won’t let me climax. After the sixth time he edges me, my body shakes with the need to come and tears leak from my eyes.
He wipes his face and stands. “Now you’ll be ready for tonight.”
My body burns with desire. To ensure I don’t get myself off, he joins me in the shower to tease me even more. When I put on my dress, it is like living through delectable torture.
Every time the material shifts against my sensitive skin, I’m reminded of my needy state. As we go downstairs, Aris gets a call. I continue, trying to cool myself off before we go to the club. As I wait for him, Stavros comes to find me.
“Mrs. Glezos, there’s a woman here. She won’t say who she is.”
Normally, Stavros would turn all strangers away, but there must be something about this woman that changed his mind. I follow him to the first-floor sitting room. Inside, an older woman inspects the photos. They’re all recent ones of me and Aris. Because of the treatment he received from his adoptive parents, there are no records of them in the house; in any of his houses. I watch her for a few minutes, trying to identify what makes her feel familiar.
I feel Aris’ hand on my spine. “Who is this?”
His question stares our visitor into facing us.
“I haven’t asked yet.”
“That’s my fault. You see, no one can know I’m here.” The woman stares at Aris.
Her intensity makes me uneasy. “You have yet to tell us who you are or why you’re here,” I say.
“Don’t be alarmed when I tell you who I am. I’m not here to harm you.”
Her preemptive statement engages Aris’ protective instincts. He pushes me behind him and takes a threatening step forward.
The woman exhibits no fear as she faces off with Aris. “My name is Veronica Arroyo and I’m here because I think you’re my son.”
