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I break eye contact before I can say something stupid like he doesn’t have to tell me, but I want him to.
I go with something safe. “Does that mean we won’t go to the gala?”
“I wouldn’t miss a chance to show you off to the world. I’ll be back in plenty of time.”
My cheeks flush, and now I’m biting back a smile. This man is entirely too charming when he wants to be.
“Don’t look so pleased to be rid of me, Nymph.”
He couldn’t be further from the truth. I swallow before replying, “Of course. What kind of dutiful wife would I be if I didn’t wait by the door for my dear husband.”
He tucks a stray strand of my hair behind my ear, dragging his knuckles over my cheekbone. “I don’t think dutiful is the right word to describe you.”
“Oh yeah? How would you describe me?” I regret the words instantly.
He takes my hand and places it on his cock, over his wool-blend pants, then bends down until his lips nearly touch mine, and his breath tingles my skin. “You are a tempting goddess whose sole purpose in life is to test me.”
I swallow hard, and his gaze tracks my tongue, wetting my lips. He hasn’t touched me since the night I’d pulled away from him, and my body is starting to rebel. I lift so our mouths connect, and a low groan rumbles in his chest before he pulls away.
“This card will buy you whatever you need to be ready for the gala.”
“Anything? What if I decide I need a car.”
He pulls out his phone and hits a few buttons until mine beeps. “That’s the number to our preferred dealer. We’ve vetted their quality, but you can go wherever you want, of course.”
“I was kidding.”
“I’m not.” He unlatches my necklace and slides my wedding ring off it, carefully returning it to my finger. “Do not take this off.”
I roll my eyes because all that did was make me want to wear it on the chain even more. “Of course, Sir.”
His eyes turn molten, and his chest rises and falls as if he’s holding himself back for several moments before he relaxes. “Lock your door tonight. Matthias will be stationed downstairs if you need anything.”
“Your brother? That’s not necessary.”
“I assure you, it is.”
Chapter 32
Damon
“That’s the tenth time you’ve checked your phone,” Bash says, kicking his feet up on the leather plane seat in front of him. We still have another half an hour left on this godforsaken flight.
He’s not wrong. I’ve been checking on Misty all morning, but the feed’s not working.
I’ve been texting Matthias to get it fixed, but the last message he sent back told me to fuck off, quickly followed by: She’s safe. Relax.
“Your point?” I glare back at Bash. The only reason I brought him with me was to get him out of trouble. He’s been splashed all over every gossip site for the last several months. Apparently, he can’t get his dick wet without letting every person on the planet know.
He drops his head back against the seat rest, a relaxed smile on his face. “Fuck, Damon, you’re stressing me out. I never thought I’d see the day my big brother would be obsessed.”
Obsessed doesn’t even begin to cover it. Every second I’ve spent with her is one that ingrains her deeper into my soul. I pull up the feed again and scowl at the black screen. I’m going to fucking kill Matthias.
“Mother’s with her, helping her get ready for the gala tonight.” I roll my wedding band around my finger, the platinum warm to the touch.
“Oh shit.” Bash goes rigid, lifting himself out of his casual pose. “She’s a fucking viper, man.” Bash has never been close to our mother. She’d all but abandoned us by the time she had Bash, not even a year after Xander. They would have had a stronger bond with their nannies than our parents, but my mother dismissed both women when the boys were six. She didn’t want any witnesses to the damage being held hostage had left behind. Nothing could threaten the perfect image of the Everette family she wove. Not even her own sons.
Which left their upbringing to Matthias and me. It’s a miracle they’re only semi-screwed up.
