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“Fine,” I say, caving since it really would be a shame not to put this dress to use. “But when we get back here...”
“Oh, Kitten, when we get back here, it’s on.”
The ride in the elevator is spent with Lincoln holding me and kissing me. He draws me in just enough to turn me on and work me up but leaves me hanging and craving more.
I quickly learn that our dinner reservations are for a restaurant in the hotel. We’re sat in a private room where weenjoy a delicious meal. We keep things light with small talk, and it’s nice, being able to talk and laugh without having to focus on the heavy shit that’ll be waiting for us when we return. After dinner, we have dessert, and then Lincoln guides us outside to where a limo is waiting for us.
As Lincoln opens the door, and I slide inside the spacious area that could easily seat several people, I consider what it would be like to lift my dress, push my panties aside, and ride him into oblivion.
He must sense my thoughts because he shakes his head and laughs. “I haven’t been inside you in over a week. When I’m finally balls deep in your perfect cunt, I’m not planning to leave for a while.”
My lady parts clench at his dirty talk, wondering if wherever we’re going is worth prolonging him from doing just that.
But then we stop in front of the infamous Lincoln Center, and I gasp, knowing there’s only one reason we would be here.
“Are we here to see...?” I choke out, unable to finish my words.
“The American Ballet?” he finishes. “Yeah, I wanted to fly us to Chicago to see the Joffrey Ballet, but?—”
“They don’t have summer productions.” I know everything there is to know about damn near every dance company. When I was a little girl, all I wanted was to one day tour the world dancing. As I got older, my dream changed to dance therapy, wanting to help others the way dance helped me. But then I was raped, and everything changed. So, I bought Sienna a dance studio and took off to the other side of the country for college.
“We’re here to see Romeo and Juliet,” Lincoln says, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“This is amazing,” I tell him once we’ve stepped out of the limo. “It’s always been a dream of mine to come here, but at first I was too broke and then I moved...”
“Well, I’m honored to experience this with you for the first time,” he says, hooking his arm in mine and guiding me toward the Metropolitan Opera House.
It’s not until about halfway through the show that it hits me just how much I’ve missed dancing. Even simply watching it is soothing.
“What’s going through that beautiful head of yours?” Lincoln asks, picking up on my mood change like he always does.
“I miss dancing,” I admit. “The calmness it brings. I want to talk to Sienna about working at the dance studio once Donovan is born. And I think I want to go back to school to get my master’s in dance therapy like I originally planned. I know that’s a lot, especially with a new baby, but?—”
“But nothing,” Lincoln says. “You’re not in this alone anymore. If you want to teach dance, you will. And if you want to further your education, I’ll support you.” He leans in and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “Your dreams are mine,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Your future is mine.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
LINCOLN
The eveningso far has gone better than I planned. For one, I didn’t expect to have such a deep conversation with Ellie before we left our room. I bought her the necklace to symbolize the night we spent together. To show her that despite how we started, I wouldn’t change a damn thing. I never imagined a future with Ellie, I never saw her that way, but now, I can’t imagine a life without her, and I need her to know that.
What I wasn’t expecting was for that necklace to open a line of conversation that would lead to Ellie agreeing to give us a real chance. From then on, the night only got better. She opened up to me, sharing her wants and dreams for the future. With me being older and working from an early age for my family’s business, there isn’t much I want or need. I’ve always been content. But listening to her tell me about wanting to get her master’s and work at the dance studio reminded me of just how young she is. She has her entire future ahead of her, and I’m going to ensure that every one of her dreams and goals eventually come to fruition. But to do that, we need to find out who the fuck is after us—especially Ellie.
As we ride back to the hotel, with Ellie’s body pressed up against mine, her head resting on my shoulder, I type out a text to Micah, asking if our guys have found anything yet.
Micah
No. Not a damn thing. Either none of the big players know shit, or they’re keeping secrets.
Micah
How’s it going in the city?
Lincoln
Ellie loved the ballet, and she’s agreed to give us a real chance. We need to find whoever is fucking with us soon. When we get back, I want in.
Micah
