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I stop torturing her and turn her over, swathing her and lowering my mouth. “Kiss me.”
She pounces like a lion, attacking me insatiably, her mind distracted, her grievance forgotten, just as I planned. But when her mouth gets firmer on mine and she bites at my lip and whips her tongue around my mouth, I realize it’s not forgotten. She’s marking her territory.
Me.
“Just you, Ava,” I affirm. “I loveyou.”
“Just me,” she says quietly, sounding unsure. Telling herself.
I pull back and smile mildly down at her. “Good girl. I’ve fucked you, and now I need to feed you.”
“Is Cathy coming in?”
“No, weekends are her own. Up you get.” I pull her to sitting and get up, picking up all the things I tossed on the floor and taking them to the dressing room, shoving them in the wardrobe and slipping on some lounge pants. I enter the bedroom and find Ava’s made no attempt to get up. In fact, she’s lying back down and looking quite smug about it. I eye her as I tie the string on the waist of my lounge pants, and her smile widens. “Are you going to lie there all day?” I ask as she blatantly admires me.
“You promised a lie in.”
Of which you’ve just wasted bellyaching over something irrelevant.I’m fast learning when to talk and when to keep my mouth shut.Happy wife, happy life.I wander over, and her eyes follow me to the end of the bed. She can’t restrain her grin. She’s asking for it, and I’ll happily give it to her. I grab her ankle and she yelps delightedly as I yank her down the bed to me, caging her in with my arms. “Tell me we’re friends.”
“We’re friends.”
“Tell me you love me.” I get temptingly close, nose to nose, breathing across her face.
Her smile is life. “I love you.”
“Tell me you’ll marry me.”
“I’ll marry you.”
“And I can’t wait.” I look at her lips, the draw strong. “Kiss me.” I groan as she locks our lips and wraps her limbs around me, clinging to my front as I stand up straight and meet her swirling tongue, carrying her to the bathroom and setting her down outside the shower. Or trying to. She’s not letting go willingly, so I help her along, smiling when she protests. “You brush your teeth, I’ll start breakfast.”
“Do Ineedto brush my teeth?”
Always reading between the lines. “No, I just thought that maybe you would like to.” I put her in front of the mirror and take in the sight of the couple before us. There’s no escaping it—they’re a really good-looking couple. I hold her eyes as I kiss her shoulder. Then smack her arse and leave, a shit-eating grin on my face. I collect my phone, get Ava’s from her purse, and take the stairs, collecting my laptop from my office on my way and taking it to the kitchen. I put Ava’s phone on charge, go to the fridge, have a few finger dips of my favorite stuff, and then settle at the island and open the lid of my laptop.
My fingers don’t even meet the keys, pausing when I hear Ava shriek in the distance. “What the hell?” I’m off my stool like a bullet, my heart clattering, and I fly back up the stairs three at a time and fall into the bedroom. I hear terribly strained breathing coming from the bathroom. “Ava?” I gasp, rushing that way. I find her on the chaise in the window, her head between her legs. Fucking hell, what’s happened? A dizzy spell?Why would she have a dizzy spell?I gasp to myself. Is she pregnant? “Ava, baby. What’s wrong?” I hurry over and collapse to my knees, rubbing at her legs, willing her to speak, tell me, but all I get is overwrought, labored breathing. Jesus, have I ever felt so scared? I shy away from that thought quickly. Yes, I have. Once before, and my life quickly fell apart. “Ava, God help me, what’s happened?” I can’t stand it a moment longer. My heart is about to break out of my chest and land on the bathroom floor. I encourage her face up and find toothpaste smeared around her mouth. “Please,” I beg, wary of the tears pouring. “Tell me.”
Her mouth opens, closes, opens again, yet no words come out, but her hand appears, and that confuses the fuck out of me. Until I see the ring.The ring?Is she kidding me? All this over a little diamond? “You found it then?” I sigh, my heart settling to a less dangerous pace. “You took your bloody time. Jesus, Ava. I had a thousand heart attacks.” She looks at me like I’ve just landed from Mars as I kiss her hand, smiling up at her. “Do you like it?”
“Oh God.” She looks down at the sparkling gem, then gasps, reaching for her neck.
“It’s in the safe,” I say quickly, seeing panic flare. I bring her hand back down. “Tell me,” I push. “Do you like it?”
Ava shakes her head, frowning. It’s not a no. It’s disbelief. “You know I do.” She admires it for a moment, and my heart sings with joy. She loves it. It’s hard not to, really. “Wait there a minute,” she says. “When did you put this on my finger?”
“Right after I cuffed you.”
“That’s rather confident of you.”
“A man can be optimistic.”
“You call it optimistic; I call it pigheadedness.”
I am many things, but I am not pigheaded. Quite the opposite in fact, but if it makes her happy...“You can call it whatever the fuck you like,” I say, claiming her and taking her to the bathroom floor. “She said yes.” I get her on her back and lose myself in her naked chest, wriggling my face, like some fifteen-year-old virgin who’s just encountered his first pair of tits.
“Stop!” She giggles, making no attempt to stop me at all.
“No. I’m marking you.” I suck her flesh into my mouth and peek up at her, seeing a woman in her element, calm and relaxed. Happy. I smile around my mouthful of boob and get back to my task, sucking the blood to the surface of her skin. And she lets me. It’s beautiful. “There.” I release her and check the perfect dark circle. “Now we match.”
