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Several Years Ago
Ivan has been a gentleman for the most part, but he might want to have sex soon. But I’m still a fucking virgin at eighteen.
“Reyna?” Ivan calls out to me from his kitchen. “Are you okay?”
He drinks bottled water, shirtless. God, he is perfect. I’ve never met a man like this. A man that makes me horny just from the thought of him. I want him to touch me.
“Do you want to sleep with me?” I bluntly ask. “Why haven’t we slept together yet? It’s been two months.”
Ivan almost choked on the water. “I like you. I don’t want to rush you into something you are not ready for, but don’t be mistaken, I want you. It’s hard to even kiss you without wanting to pin you down to a bed.” He laughs.
“Do it. I want you to.” I bat my eyelashes eagerly.
Ivan walks over into the living room and over to me. “Don’t be in such a rush. I’m not going anywhere.” He chuckles.
“Said the guy who brought women to the same hotel once a week.” I narrow.
His lips press into my own, and the butterflies take over my body.
Present
I smile at the memory. I was in a rush to grow up back then. When Ivan and I started dating, he asked me to move in after three months of dating. Then asked my parents for their blessing, which was hilarious. They thought he came from a rich family since he had such a nice apartment for a twenty-one-year-old. Little did I know he had all that money due to his involvement in mob activities. Every time I think about him, I think about what our lives could have been if he had been honest. Izzy is right. I need to let it go. I can’t keep thinking about what could have happened.
I look over at Kyro sitting in the car. He’s looking at me and his stare is cold. It’s almost emotionless. Kyro seems to get like that now and again.
“Prince, are you ready to go?” I ask.
“Yeah, I’m saying bye toPapanow.” He jumps up from the ground dusting off his pants.
Prince runs to my side, and we walk back to the car. Kyro gets out and opens the door for us. When he sits at my side, I hold his hand and touch his cheek warmly. He turns to look at me and kisses me softly, but he slightly hesitated. Although, he’s trying to hide it. I can see the pain in my husband’s eyes. The guilt he feels over Ivan’s death. Did I make the right decision to move us back?
When the car comes to a stop, we see our new home. It’s a tad smaller than our old home, but just as beautiful. Prince runs past us into the home. I’m sure he’s looking for his room. Kyro holds my hand as he leads me to our master bedroom. The room has the same qualities that we had in our old room. We both still have two walk-in closets and an enormous bathroom with a beautiful tub and a gorgeous shower. Enough space for a living room within the room itself.
“That bed seems stiff. Should we break it in?” I joke.
Kyro smiles at my little joke. “It’s been a long day. I’m gonna take a shower.” He groans.
He’s been doing this for the past three weeks. When I first advised that we should move, he took a shower without me. I’m not by any means some clingy person that needs to shower with their partner all the time, but with Kyro, it’s just strange. He always wants me to shower with him, or bathe with him. It’s him that has to drag me into the shower. We also haven’t had sex since we talked about moving. His guilt must be so severe that he won’t even touch me. Should I push for intimacy again or give him his space? If I were upset, I wouldn’t want to be alone, but Kyro seems as if he wants to be left alone when he’s like this. I don’t know what to do.
I walk into the bathroom and tap the shower glass. “Can I shower with you?” I ask.
He pushes the shower door open for me. I strip and come inside. I lean against the wall and let the water fall on my hands. Kyro lets the hot waterfall on his head and down his body. I want to say something, anything, but I don’t. I just take shallow breaths and wonder what I could do to be a good wife to my husband. How can I make him better? How do I give him closure?
“You’re in deep thought.” He chuckles, looking over at me.
I force a smile. “Just thinking about how lucky I am to have such a gorgeous husband. I could stare at you all day.”
“Could you?” He smirks.
I nod and step into the water. The hot water falls onto my back, and I hug Kyro. His skin is warm from the water. He sets his head on my own and hugs me close. His arms wrap around my body, resting at the small of my back.
“I’m sorry.” He apologizes. “I’ve been a bit distant. Lost in my thoughts.”
I shake my head. “No, take as much time as you need. I shouldn’t have asked to move back so soon. I could see you weren’t ready, but I still asked you.”
Kyro pulls away and pins me to the shower wall. “Don’t ever apologize for wanting me with you. I always want to be where you are.” He pauses. “I just need a moment to reconcile with myself. I’ll get past it.”
I pulled away and put a hand on his face. “Don’t get past it, go through it. Cry on my shoulder, break something, don’t hide your emotions from me.”
