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“Honey, look at me.”
I looked up, obeying the command in his tone.
“The girls have never done anything like this before, and I can promise they never will again. Not only is Torch livid, but I heard Venom is on the warpath too. Those girls are going to be on lockdown so tight, they won’t be able to date or socialize with anyone their age until they’re ninety.”
I bit my lip so I wouldn’t smile.
“It’s okay. You can laugh. When I finished staring at the message on my phone in shock and confusion, then went through pure rage, I settled on laughter. It’s not like I’m going to string up my own granddaughter.”
“I don’t know, Casper. If your family is a package deal, I may want that divorce after all.”
He glowered at me and I couldn’t hold back the giggle that rose in my throat.
“Get up, woman. We have a house to decorate, unless you want me to hire someone? Now that I know there isn’t any danger, we don’t have to stay locked up, but I’m not ready to leave either.”
“Don’t you always spend the holidays with your family?”
He took my hand, pulled me close, and kissed me. “I am. You’re my family too, Carmella.”
I went back to decorating the tree while he started a fire in the massive stone fireplace. It took hours to get all the ornaments up and trim the mantle with holly and stockings. I collapsed onto the rug in the front of the fire and Casper came down next to me, two mugs in his hands. I’d never met anyone who could sit without having to brace themselves, at least no one his age. He might not look like he was old enough to be my dad, but I knew he was in his fifties now.
He handed a mug to me and I smiled at the marshmallows floating on top. Hot cocoa! My favorite holiday treat. Well, okay,oneof my favorite holiday treats. I didn’t know how he’d guessed, or if he’d spoken to Mrs. Weathers. I missed her! She’d been my friend, but she was also the closest thing I’d had to a mother in a long while.
“Why haven’t you aged?” I asked. “And why is your hair lighter? It was nearly black before.”
He ran a hand down his beard. “I’ve never told you what I do for a living, and I never will. Let’s just say that it’s in my best interest, and those who are close to me, if I change my appearance a little here and there. Not enough that I’m completely different, but take off some years and it makes people second-guess themselves. Maybe I’m the man they’re looking for, or maybe I’m just someone who bears an uncanny resemblance.”
“So one day you’ll look younger than me?”
He gave a bark of laughter. “I don’t think there’s enough plastic surgery in the world to make that happen. Honestly, I think I’m about done putting my life on the line. The money was nice, but I have enough I don’t really need more. What would you think about being married to an old man wholookslike an old man?”
I ran my fingers through his hair. “I kind of like this color on you, but I don’t think plastic surgery is necessary.”
“Then I’ll keep the color a while.” He kissed me. “Anything for my wife.”
“Anything?” I asked.
He set his mug aside and leaned in closer. “What does my sexy little wife want?”
“The tree is lit. The fireplace is going. Snow is falling outside. We’re in a cabin, alone, Casper. Can you think of a more romantic setting?”
“Stay right here.”
He got up and walked out of the room, only to return a few minutes later with an armful of blankets. He gave me a chin nudge to get up, so I scurried out of the way. Casper spread a thick comforter over the rug, then dropped the other on top. When he reached for the button on his shirt and started unfastening it, I quickly shimmied out of my clothes. I was still tender between my legs, but I wanted him again.
Casper knelt on the blanket and pulled me down. He covered my body with his before kissing me deeply. Feeling every hard inch of him against me, made me shiver in the best of ways. I’d always wanted this! Wanted him… He’d made me his wife in truth, showed me what real passion felt like.
His lips skimmed my collarbone, then he rubbed his beard against my nipples, first one, then the other. I wrapped my legs around him, wanting to beg him to take me already. But Casper didn’t seem to be in a rush. He nipped, licked, and sucked on my nipples, making me ache. I scored my nails down his back, and Casper growled before kissing me again.
“I want to go slow. Make you beg and scream,” he said.
“I don’t need slow.”
“Good.” He thrust into me, and my back arched as pleasure zinged along my nerve endings. “Because I don’t think I’m capable of it.”
He gripped my ass as he drove into me. Casper held my gaze as he claimed me, his cock stretching and filling me with every stroke. He twisted his hips a little on the next plunge of his cock, pressing against my clit, and I saw stars.
“Oh, God!”
