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"I was a scared and skinny five-year-old. The first few days, I refused to eat. After a week, Corey took notice of me." She smiled slightly. "He was this big brawny kid that the others looked up to and he took a special interest in me.
His mother had been a drug addict and his dad a pimp. He was tough and had this shield around him, a defense mechanism. Somehow, he took an interest and took me under his wings. He became my big brother and toughened me up."
She closed her fingers around his wrists. "I needed it. I was crying all the time and spent nights crying into my pillows and wishing she would come back. He made me realize that was not going to happen."
"I owe him for taking care of you," he told her softly.
"I owe him my life. When we left, he took me to live with him in this crappy apartment and saw to it that I furthered my education. He fought for us. If it had not been for him, I would not have made it."
"Like I said, I owe him. Because of him I have you. Now we have each other. And that is something I am going to treasure."
"What are we doing here Jaylen?"
"Darling, we are building a life together," he told her tenderly. "We are a unit and will remain one. There is nothing I would not do for you. Is that clear?"
"Crystal." She climbed on top of him.
"Darling, we need sleep," he groaned.
"We are still young," she told him with a grin as she slid over his throbbing cock.
Chapter 12
"I feel naked."
"You look lovely." His fingers tightened on hers.
"You are nervous." She allowed her gaze to wander over his immaculately cut tuxedo and the burnished blonde of his hair. The few days had been wonderful, kind of like an unofficial honeymoon. He was back home and aside from several meetings with his agent, his assistant and accountant, he was free.
He had surprised her by dropping by to look for her at the office. And had taken her to lunch. Even though they had been swamped by people who recognized them, it had been well worth it.
Now they were at the press party with his photos all around the vast ballroom.
"I just hate this," he muttered.
"You who have been behind the cameras for years," she teased him.
He cast her a pained look. "That's entirely different," he sighed when he noticed some people bearing toward them. "The sponsors."
"Then I am guessing it is time to talk shop. I am not going to be part of that."
"Oh no." He drew her back as she started to tug away. "We are in this together. We are married, remember?"
"This is your deal—"
"In this together." He held onto her and it was too late for her to leave.
With a sigh, she gritted her teeth and made nice.
*****
"He is a delicious looking man, is he not?" The sultry voice had her looking at the source and was one that she recognized. Jaylen had given her a break she sorely needed when he had to go up to the stage with the other models for a group shot.
"He is," she agreed.
"And he is married to you. Go figure."
She felt her spine stiffened. "Yeah. Lucky me."
