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“Lucas?” Raina’s eyes barely opened. “Come lay with me for a little bit.” She moved, creating a space for him. “Just for a little bit, baby. Okay?”
Lucas.
Baby.
Lay with me.
Death itself couldn’t have forced him to refuse.
He set an alarm and climbed into bed next to her. She closed the gap between them and tossed an arm, then a leg, across his midsection.
The woman was a terrible sleeper.
The loveliest, terrible sleeper.
After taking a deep whiff of her vanilla-scented neck, he set his chin on top of her head. “Demon woman, there’s something about you,” he whispered. “And now, I have you. I have you, I have you,” he kissed her forehead,“I have you.”
* * *
A talking flower tapped him with one of its stems. A petal brushed his cheek and hair as it peered down into his face, radiant in the golden light shining behind its head.
“Lucas, wake up.”
He opened his eyes.
Raina stood over him, wearing a silky blue blouse and another pair of the same style of pants as the ones from yesterday, these in gray. Each time she slipped into a pair of pants, he was sure the fabric rejoiced.
He certainly did.
“Did I oversleep?”
“No, I got up before you because I knew it would take longer for me to get ready.” She pointed to the closet. “By the way, I picked out a suit and tie for you, if that’s okay. I found a tie with some gold in it, and since you have those pretty, forest-green eyes, I think it’ll look amazing on you.”
He resisted the urge to run his palm over the curves of her lower half, squeezing in particular areas of interest. While he was used to curating his own looks, he didn’t hate that she’d put his outfit together, especially after she dropped in the compliment about his eyes.
“You think I have pretty eyes?” he asked.
“Yes, I do.” She headed for the bedroom door. “Don’t go back to sleep, or you’ll really be late.”
He watched her walk away, and there was no way he could go back to sleep after watching her walk away. His eyes would force themselves open, knowing she waited for him on the other side in the valley of consciousness.
Yawning, he rolled out of bed.
Sleep tempted him to lie down, but he shook it off and went to the bathroom to freshen up. Once dressed, he went to the suite’s living area, where he found Raina skimming the notes he left on the coffee table.
“Mrs. Saraci, did you send me the link for those pants yet?”
She slowly took him in, raking her gaze down his body and threatening to make them so late, he would do his presentation next year. Microvascular surgical techniques were important, but he couldn’t for sure say that, at the moment, they were more important than her naked legs wrapped around him.
“I already have five pairs, Saraci.” She stood on the sofa and motioned for him to come closer. “I bought all the colors they had available.”
“You need more.”
The added height placed their faces nearly on the same level, and when their gazes connected, a smile tugged on the corner of her mouth before she looked away again. They were married, and yet, pulling her close and gripping a handful of her ass felt like a significant violation of boundaries.
“You’ll be there, right?” he asked.
She smoothed his collar, straightened his tie, and fixed his hair. “Yep. Right up front.”
