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Assuaging his fears, I tell him, “Sav, I’ll wait as long as you need me to.” He smiles at me. “Do I just leave all my stuff? Are we packing?” I gasp, then ask in a quiet voice, “What about my brother?” I care about my brother, because, regardless of the shit he gives me, he gave up his life for me after our parents died. I don’t want to leave him high and dry. Even though he wouldn’t have to worry about me holding him back anymore, can I leave him just like that? I don’t know. I wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving without at least saying goodbye.
Again, Savage gives me a sympathetic look. “In order for this to work, we have to leave with no warning. I’m sorry, Abel. You can’t tell him you’re leaving.”
I’m sure I should feel sad about not being able to tell my brother that I won’t ever see him again. To just leave with no notice. But … I can’t think about that because I’m thinking that I’ll be with Savage. I’ll be safe. I’ll be happy. I’ll be appreciated. And one day, I might be loved. So yeah, it sucks, but my life is mine and my life is now with Savage. I’ll probably regret not seeing Cris again, but not today.
Drawing in a deep breath, I let it out slowly and nod my head. “Yeah. Okay. I get it. Whatever you want, baby.”
“I don’t want you to feel obligated to come with me. I would leave you enough money to take care of you for the rest of your life. You and Pogo would never want for anything.”
“I want to come with you,” I tell him quickly. “I don’t feel obligated. Iwantto come, Sav. Okay?”
“Okay, my beauty.”
We leave the bathroom and find Pogo on his doggy bed asleep and Michael and Quin gone. Savage jogs up the stairs to get changed, and I get tucked into the couch, flipping on a random movie. When he comes back down, he sits in the couch’s corner and spreads his legs. Scrambling over, I nestle myself there, loving the feel of Savage’s big arms around me. I sigh deeply and sink more into him. He kisses the top of my head, and we relax and watch a movie until Pogo wakes up to go outside.
We stay an extra day at the penthouse since our weekend was interrupted. We don’t do anything major; we walk around with Pogo, Savage takes me shopping—regardless of my objections—and we go out for dinner. Dinner was a lot of fun, Savage laughing at the crazy things I say, looking so carefree and happy. I don’t think I’ll ever get over how happy he’s looked lately. The change I’ve seen in him over the past five months is truly amazing. There’s not a permanent frown marring his face, his eyes are brighter and his shoulders look more relaxed. He looks like a happy man. I love that I get to see his transformation.
The surprising thing is, while we’re at the penthouse, Savage and I don’t have sex. But I’m so fulfilled by his company, I don’t think about it until we’re on the way home. I ask Savage about it, and he smiles down at me. “I wanted to enjoy you without sex this weekend. To see what I would be getting myself into when you’re with me forever.” Knowing that Savage was thinking about me being with him before I told him I loved him makes my heart soar.
He hasn’t told me he loves me. I’m surprised to find that I don’t care. It would be nice but knowing that he wants me to be with himforevermeans more to me than those words. From what he’s doing for me and how he treats me, I know he cares about me. I know he trusts me because of what he tells me and how he asks for my advice. The way he fucks me and sucks my dick and eats my ass tells me he wants me. That’s enough for me. More than enough.
The next month is busy for Savage. I barely see him, and while that makes me sad, I understand. He’s trying to get everything together for us to leave. He’s meeting with lawyers, checking on Paddy, talking to his men, training a new CEO. His days are full, while I spend mine on edge, thinking he’ll change his mind about me coming with him. But he wouldn’t, right? He tells me every night we’re almost free. Every night I’m awake when he gets home, that is.
I miss him. I miss seeing him every day, reading with him, falling asleep with him, fucking him. But I know what he’s doing will guarantee we can do those things together for many more years.
I’m dozing off in Savage’s bed when I feel him slide in beside me. Turning over, I scoot closer to him and paste myself to his chest, throwing my leg over him. Savage laughs, then grabs my ass, pulling me closer. I start to grind on him, rubbing against his leg. I feel his chuckle under my cheek. “Behave,” he tells me, slapping my ass gently. I open my eyes and see he looks exhausted.
I stop what I’m doing and kiss his chin. “Tired?”
“Mhm. Long day. At the office, this time. I’m glad to say that I’m done there. I told my replacement I would work from home in a limited capacity, but I don’t plan to do anything more. He has the reins now. The company is mine in name only.”
“Are you sad?”
He’s quiet for a moment, looking as if he’s trying to find his words. Finally, he shakes his head. “No. I’m feel a bit useless, since I’m unemployed.” I roll my eyes and he chuckles. “But no. I feel ready. And in celebration, I want to take you back to the penthouse tomorrow. So we can …” He palms my ass again and slides a finger in my crease through my purple lace panties. Savage groans when he grabs a handful of my ass, running his fingers along the lace.
Smiling against his chest, I say, “Yes, please. Are we taking Pogo again? I love my pup, but he might cockblock.” As if he heard me, Pogo gives a soft bark and I hear the metallic clicking of his collar, letting me know he’s shaking himself.
Over the past month, my rolly baby has gotten more rolly and taller. He’s completely house broken and is learning a few basic tricks. He’s literally the best dog I could ask for. He keeps me company while I sit in the library and read, walk around the grounds of Savage’s huge estate, or hangs in the kitchen with Janet and Adam. Adam absolutely loves Pogo, asking if he can walk outside with us every time he’s around. And of course, sweet Adam talks a mile a minute about dogs and how to train them and some tricks I can teach him. Seeing them together makes me happy.
Then my mood changes, knowing that we have to leave them too. Savage said that Janet still has family here and he would hate to put Adam in any danger by having his mother on the run with us if things don’t work out. I get that. It’s already bad enough that I might be in danger. Savage would have a heart attack stressing about Adam and Janet. He told me he has an account set up for the two of them he will give her the information for when he leaves. He already pays her way more than a housekeeper would make, but they’re his family. I know he’s going to feel bad leaving them behind, so taking care of them monetarily will help ease his mind.
“Oh, hush, you,” I mutter to Pogo. I look over and see him looking at me with his head on the side of his doggy bed. I still can’t believe I have a puppy. One that looks so much like my childhood dog. I’ll never be able to thank Savage enough for him.
The rumble of Savage laughing makes me smile and I look up at him. “Leave him alone. He wants to be included too.” He kisses my nose and I smile again. “And yes, he’s coming with us. We’ll just wait until he’s asleep.” Savage pauses, looking deep in thought. “Or we can have Michael and Quin dog-sit.”
I snicker. “I like that one better. He can climb stairs now. I would hate for him to come upstairs and see you eight inches deep in my ass.”
Savage groans and grips my ass tighter. “Don’t talk like that or he’ll see it right now.” I would continue to joke so he can fuck me now, but Savage really looks exhausted. We’ll have the entire weekend, so I let him rest. Sleeping in his arms is more than enough for me.
Chapter Twenty
Abel
Thenextmorning,Savwakes me up, trailing kisses down my back, running light fingers over my body, paying special attention to my lace covered ass. I squirm, trying to get closer to his mouth, but he keeps his kisses light, teasing me. “Sav, more,” I beg and feel his soft laugh against my skin.
“Come on, sleepyhead. We have to get ready.”
Sighing, I roll over to look at him and he smiles at me. God, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how good he looks when he smiles. I can remember a time when his eyes were cold and empty. Now, they dance with warmth and … happiness. Sav looks truly happy.
