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“I love a good sandwich. I always get the works.” She smiles.

“Good, because there are a lot to choose from.” We talk about the different types of meat they have, and when it's our turn, we decide to get two different kinds to split and share. We then hit the cobblestones again and eat while we walk.

She takes a bite of the Philly cheesesteak and moans.“Oh my God, Nico, this is so good.” She wipes the corner of her mouth as she chews it the rest of the way and swallows. Damn it, she’s fucking gorgeous, even with her mouth full.

“I know. That's why it's my favorite. Let’s try this turkey club. I’ve never had it.” I take a bite and remember why I love this place so much. I used to come a lot more when I was younger, but when I took over the business, I didn’t have time to make pit stops at a sandwich shop in the city.

At this moment, I feel… normal. Something I haven't felt in a very long time. The responsibilities I have and the power I hold all dissipates, and it just feels like a normal fucking day with an extraordinary woman. The woman I get to call my wife and take home tonight to fuck until we both can’t take anymore.

That’s a fucking legacy I would proudly die with.

We keep walking and making small talk. She wants to stop at every tourist spot, and I indulge her. You’d think this is her first time out in the wild. This day feels like it will never end, but this is the first time in my life I can say with confidence that I never want it to.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

NICO

By the timewe have hit every shop, she has a bag filled with Seattle merchandise and a hat she is now wearing as we walk down to the dock.

“Nico, this is awesome. Thank you. I feel like such a tourist.” She laughs, and I take her bag from her and resume holding her hand with my free one.

“You look like one.” I chuckle.

“Shush, I am enjoying it. Let me have it.” She lightly slaps my arm, and I just shake my head.“You clearly never get out. Are you having fun?” she asks a moment later.

“I’m having fun, because you look like you’ve never been outside before,” I tease.

“Ha-ha,” she mocks. “But really, what do you like to do for fun?”

“I told you. Work.”

“Boring. Come on, Nico,” she urges, nudging my shoulder.

“Fine. I like reading and swimming. It’s relaxing, and it’s the only time my brain shuts off.”

“I like to read too. Do you have a favorite genre?” she implores, and I will admit, this feels weird. Getting to know her is easy, but me sharing things about myself? That's not something I can say I like doing. At all.

“Horror.”

“Shocker.” She laughs. “Gore and all?”

“Yes. And mystery,” I add.

“That checks out. I like mystery too, but I have to have some romance in it.”

“Shocker,” I use her word against her.

“Well, I do. Nothing is sexier than solving a mystery and having wild, passionate sex.” She shrugs, and I stop us, this time turning and pulling her into me.

“Really? You like that? Mystery and toe-curling fucking, baby?” I hold her tighter, and this forces her to stand on her tiptoes as I lean in at the same time. As I put my lips only inches from hers, she nods, her body tightening in my grip. She wants me. Wants us. And I want to get us home so I can give it to her.

“I do. I love it. I like the idea of being chased too. To be caught and fucked hard,” she whispers, her eyes watering with arousal, and I wonder if she’s remembering that day in Greece. My cock is hardening in my jeans, and I know now I need to get us the fuck out of here.

“Is that right?” I question, and she simply nods. “Do you remember where the car is?” She nods again but more eagerly. “Good. I want you to go straight to the car, and I’m going to follow you. I will give you a head start, but if I catch up to you, you owe your husband those pretty fuck-me lips on the way home. Got it?”

“Y-Yes,” she stutters, her cheeks flushing red before she grins. I let her go and wait for her to move, but she doesn’t at first, so I lean down to her ear.

“Run,” I growl, and suddenly she’s gone, taking the alley and hurrying as fast as she can. I count to ten, and then I’m off. Passersby don’t pay too much attention, seeing as it’s the middle of the day. They must assume we’re in a friendly race, since she was smiling, but little do they know I’m chasing her to fuck her like a beast.

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