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He leaned toward the table and lifted another slice of bacon, feeding me first then himself.
“Are you worried about your financial stability being married to me, Cress…”
My brows slammed together and I quickly shook my head. “No, that’s not why I asked.”
I had my own money as well as my family’s. I didn’t care about his and I didn’t want him thinking that I did.
His smile surfaced painfully slow. “If youwere, I wouldn’t be offended, and for the record, you married a very wealthy man which means that you are now equally as wealthy.”
“Are you sure? I declined my mother’s advice and skipped the prenup.”
He chuckled and gripped the back of my neck, applying the gentlest amount of pressure. “You don’t need one. Everything I am and everything I own now belongs to you.” With his free hand, a croissant lifted and met my lips. I took a small bite and so did he.
“I invest a lot. That’s where most of my money comes from. I own properties in the city that are managed by other people so I don’t have to be so hands on and one-third of what my family owns belongs to me.”
“One-third?”
Something flashed behind his eyes before he nodded and murmured. “My mother.”
My expression softened. “She was there yesterday but then she left.”
The muscles in his jaw clenched. “She prides herself on ruining anything good in my life. Marrying you was something good. She wanted to ruin it.”
“Did she?”
His expression tensed forming a deep V between his brows before he lifted the croissant to my mouth again. When I refused it, he nudged it against my lips. “No, she didn’t.”
I relaxed and accepted another bite, his followed.
“It’s beautiful here.” My eyes shifted out over the ocean again. His burned into the side of my face, warming my skin.
“You’rebeautiful here.”
I hummed under my breath. “You’rebiased.”
“Am I?” His lips tilted sinfully.
“You damn sure are.”
His voice was a low warm rumble that vibrated through me when he laughed.
“Then I guess I’ll have to convince you otherwise.”
I leaned into him and kissed his lips. “You have a week.”
“Only a week?”
“We’ll be here a week.”
“And if I’m not mistaken that ring means you’re mine for a lifetime.”
I grinned as his fingers danced up my spine. “Let’s hope it doesn’t take you that long to convince me.”
“Trust me, it won’t,” he murmured against my mouth before his tongue swiped the seam of my lips and eased between them.
He was right because I was already convinced.
After breakfast, we spent the day lounging in the hammocks attached to the dock that extended over the water from our bungalow. Instead of enjoying our own, we shared one together which was mostly my doing.
