Page 187 of Illicit Monster


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"Don't take too long," I order.

He chuckles, then rises off the bed.

I call out, "Wait."

"What's up, baby girl?"

I turn on the light. "I have something to show ya."

"Aye? What's that?"

My face heats. My butterflies take off, and I get out of bed. I raise my hand, stand on my tiptoes, and cover his eyes. "Ya have to keep them shut."

"Okay, well, you're doing a pretty good job making sure I can't see," he states.

I take my hand down. "Okay, well, just close your eyes."

He does, and I take his hand. I lead him across the room until we're in front of the wall where I hung the photos. My butterflies flutter harder, and I order, "You can open your eyes now."

He obeys and stares at the photos.

I get nervous. "If ya don't like them, I can take them down."

He spins on his heel and tugs me into him. "Are ya crazy? Those are amazing."

"Yea?" I question.

"Aye. Those are the sexiest fucking things I've ever seen. You did these for me?"

"I did. I thought you'd appreciate it."

He wiggles his eyebrows. "Oh, I appreciate it, princess. In fact, I appreciate it so much, I'm going to show ya after I shower just how much I appreciate it."

I tease, "Guess you're glad ya married me, since ya could, then."

His face falls. He slides his hand through my hair, fisting it, and states, "Let's clear something up."

"What's that?"

He claims, "I married ya for many reasons, not just because I could."

"But that's what ya said."

"Aye, I did, but there are reasons."

"Okay. What are they?" I question.

"For one, you're smoking hot." He grins.

I tilt my head. "So are a lot of other women."

"Aye. But you're at a different heat level."

I laugh. "Okay, so ya married me because of my looks?"

He brings his index finger and thumb together, leaving a sliver of space between them. "Small part."

"Only a tiny bit?" I inquire.

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