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Yeah, I’m never going to get tired of that.
“Good morrow.” I smile and tip my head toward the snow outside. “What do you think about going out there?”
Matthew stretches his large, muscular biceps over his head.
“Now?” He quirks a brow at me, a very tempting look in his blue eyes.
“Yes, now. We need to consummate our marriage,” I tease, walking toward him. “I have to be honest with you, I read something in a book once, and today feels like the perfect day to give it a go.”
At the foot of our four-poster bed, I slowly bend and pick up a pair of my woolly thigh highs from the floor.
My lips curl, and I flash Matthew a challenging look. I hike my leg up onto the edge of the mattress and begin sliding one of the socks up my leg. My thick cashmere sweater barely covers my behind.
“I’m starting to think you only married me so that I can help some of your fantasies come to life.” He sits up, watching me intently. Matthew swipes his hand over the five-o’clock shadow coating his face.
“Maybe.” I blink my lashes at him innocently. “Are you going to come outside with me and see if you can live up to the task?”
“You sure you don’t want me to keep you warm right here?” He pulls back the covers, inviting me.
“Tempting offer, Mr. Hudson-Greene.” Yeah. I’ll never get over him taking my last name. I lower my voice and say, “But I’m a married woman now, and my consummation deserves somepizazz.”
“Who says we can’t get started now?”
“Me,” I snap playfully. “I think that if you want your wife, you’re going to have to come and fetch her.”
“Already thinking about running away from me?” Matthew smirks, fire lighting up his eyes.
I make a slow effort with the second sock, savoring the way his gaze devours me. “Only for a little while.”
His breath shallows, and he palms the hardness that’s forming beneath the sheets.
“Fuck, baby, you’re driving me out of my mind with those.” His voice is deep and seductive. My body trembles in anticipation.
“Well then, you better come catch me. Fare thee well; I must away!” With my socks firmly in place, I take off sprinting through the door.
My light footsteps tread through the stone corridors and down the twirling stairs. I grab my Max Mara shearling coat off a nearby chair and throw it over my long sweater. As I’m lacing up my boots, I catch Matthew’s tall frame shuffling down the steps.
I bite into the smile cresting my lips.
“Did you think you can escape me, princess?” Matthew asks in a voice that sounds like it belongs to a commander of some kind of knight’s watch.Ugh. I love how much he enjoys playing with me.
My heart beats wildly against my rib cage.
This is going to be so much freaking fun.
“I know I can,” I squeal, pulling open the front door and setting off into the early morning light and toward the small forest surrounding our property.
Snow crunches beneath my feet. Laughter spills out of me.
I’m free, so free.
The cold breeze barely registers as I dash through the white meadow. Thank goodness winter mornings in the Northeast tend to be warmer, because the cool air doesn’t even bother me.
When I reach the forest’s edge, I turn around.
Matthew isn’t running. He’s taking his sweet time treading over my tracks. A thick leather jacket drapes his shoulders, revealing the plaid flannel of his pajama shirt and a pair of jeans hugging his muscular thighs.
“You’re not even trying to keep up, husband,” I yell out to him. The fresh smell of pine fills my lungs.
