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I finish preparing the saladand put the baked potatoes in the oven to cook before going outside to start the grill. It’s when I’m standing there watching the coals ignite and burn that he appears. Dressed all in gray from his suit to his shoes, he looks delicious and all mine. His arms are gripping the sliding glass door frame on the other side of the deck, and we both just stare at each other.
One eyebrow raises, and I stop resisting. Closing the lid of the grill, I move toward him, leaning up on my tiptoes to place a kiss on his jawline before giving him a kiss on the lips.
“I missed you.”
“I bet you did.” Dropping his arms, he pulls me into his body, holding me close and burying his face into my hair. I feel him breathe me in before placing a soft kiss on my crown.
“I missed you too, baby. I’m gonna go change and then I’ll cook the steak if you’ll put them on the grill for me.”
* * *
We’re doing the dishes side by side after dinner. He washes and I dry as our hips sway, bumping into each other.
I never pictured I’d be twenty-two, almost twenty-three, living with a man and in a serious relationship. If you had told me it would be with my dad and I’d be frequenting a sex club, I would have choked on laughter, but it’s funny how my life worked out.
I couldn’t picture it any way else.
The last dish is dry, and he’s tugging me out of the kitchen and up to our room.
“Go shower and I’ll leave an outfit out for you on the bed,” Maverick tells me, and I’m intrigued. It’s not the first time he’s put clothes out for me, but I know he has something in mind tonight. It’s almost sinister the way the words came off his tongue, but I shower quickly.
Stepping out of the bathroom, I stop to look at the bed. I can’t do my hair or makeup until I have some idea of what I’m wearing.
A black cat suit, not leather but some kind of sheer material with darker material just barely covering my intimate parts, but that’s the least surprising thing. Tall black stiletto boots that lace up are next to it, but my eyes stray to the all-black headband with a pair of stiff slightly curved black cat ears with a lacy overlay on them and rhinestones. They almost look like horns, devil horns.
Pulling the headband closer, I look at it again, and I hear him chuckle.
“These aren’t rhinestones, are they?” I question him.
He just shakes his head.
“No, wildcat. They most definitely are diamonds. Finish getting ready while I get cleaned up. We’ll leave for Opal as soon as you’re ready.”
EPILOGUE
MAVERICK
Coming home to October is one of my favorite things about this life. I don’t ask her to make dinner, but she does sometimes, and I always make sure to let her know how thankful I am. I may have gone overboard tonight, but I know tonight I’m going to strip her down, so I wanted to give her additional praise now.
The last two months have had their own ups and downs. We both are stubborn and prideful. We use our words harshly, battling verbally, with neither one of us backing down. Usually over insignificant issues, like if she used the last of the coffee creamer, or did I remember to buy tampons.
Domesticity at its finest, but if the worst things in our life are these, then I welcome them.
I can’t wait to see her all dressed up, my pretty little wildcat.
The look on her face as she realized the hundreds of little diamonds I had sewn into the ears that will adorn her head today was fucking adorable.
I’m drinking a glass of water because I want to be completely sober for tonight when I hear her heels clack on the stairs. Setting down the glass, I smooth my hands down my shirt. I’m wearing all black, even my watch. I turn my right wrist over, looking at the black bat identical to October’s own that I got three weeks ago from my old friend Banks Madden at his shop Edge of Insanity. I remember coming home and surprising her. Only thing I added was an ornate O below it.
I may mark her with my come every chance I get, but she has as much claim and a permanent mark on me.
My mouth goes dry as she steps into my line of sight.
She looks better than I even could have imagined. The epitome of opulence without even trying. I’m envious of myself right now.
I have half a mind to drag her back up the stairs and tie her to our bed so no one but me sees her like this.
“Put your tongue away and let’s go.” She straightened her hair, so it’s a sharp long sheet on both sides of her head, and her staple red lip and cat eye is present. Squinting, I notice her lashes are longer than normal, so she must have added them. Her eyes are smokey instead of the neutral look she usually goes for.
