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Reyna’s eyes gleam and we make our way to the dance floor. Dancing with my wife alleviates some of my stress. Reyna herself just makes me feel calmer and more centered. She’s the anchor I can rely on when I’m flying too close to the sun.
There’s no doubt in my mind about Reyna’s love and loyalty to me. When she killed the traitors and Ivan’s killer, I knew. I need to understand that she is a person who will fight for me and on whom I can lean.
My heart.
My wife.
My Reyna.
I wrap my arms tighter around my gorgeous wife. Her hips sway against me, her arms wrapped around my neck, and her lips whisper dirty things into my ear. My slutty wife, a fucking gem.
“I’m a bit hungry.”
I chuckled. “What do you want to eat?”
“Ice cream.” She answers. “There’s a twenty-four-hour ice cream shop between 7thand Avenue A.”
“What about Izzy?”
She points behind me. I turn around and see Nikolai coming inside with a cigarette in his mouth. I let go of Reyna and she runs over to Nikolai. She says something to him, and he nods.
He greets me with a nod and walks over to Izzy, who’s dancing with a guy she found.
“Alright, she’s good.” Reyna skips over back to me. “Come on, I need to be filled with cream.”
I raise a brow at her double-edged statement. “Sooner than you think,” I comment.
I open the passenger door for her in the Bentley convertible we drove in. We make our way to the shop. We keep the top down, and the air feels amazing tonight, but it always does with Reyna, doesn’t it? Reyna smiles as she laughs, looking out the window. Music blasts through the car and I find myself smiling till it hurts as I continue the drive. When I was younger, the stars always seemed distant from here. Too many lights block their view, but tonight the sky is full of polished stars. Reyna’s hand resting on my own. When I look over at her, she’s looking at me. The look in her eyes seems dreamlike. To be looked at like this, by a woman you love …there’s no greater gift.
I try my best to keep my eyes on these roads. Luckily, we made it to the shop quickly and I could safely look into my wife’s perfect shiny deep brown eyes.
“What flavor are you getting?” I ask, with my arms wrapped around her waist as she leans her back against my chest.
“What are you getting?” She retorts in a whiney tone.
I think about it, “Chocolate is always good.”
“And don’t you forget it.” She states proudly.
I chuckle, kissing the top of her head. “Pick, wife.” I push.
“Mint chip.” She picked up, and I stared at her in shock.
She turns around, “What?”
“I assume you’ve eaten toothpaste before, as well.” I tease.
“Fuck off. It’s amazing! Don’t be one ofthosepeople.” Her brown eyes lose their positive glow and glare straight into my soul.
I continue to push, “Do you mean people with good taste?”
“No, I mean people who should have their tongues cut off since they have no good taste, to begin with.” She pushes a curl behind her ear.
“Well, that can’t happen. I need my tongue for more important, morerefinedtasting.” I whispered into her ear. “You see, my wife is the most delectable thing I’ve ever tasted. If I couldn’t taste her again, I wouldn’t be able to take it. I would go into a frenzy until I went insane.”
Her breathing slows and I can feel the goosebumps on her arm. It’s cold in this ice cream shop, but I know the only thing affecting my wife is me. She’s looking at me like she needs me. Her eyes are staring hungrily at me.
“Can we get those to go?” I say to the clerk behind Reyna. “Thank you.” I grabbed the bag with ice cream.
