Page 77 of Faith

Deciding not to worry about those issues at the moment, she took a quick shower, and when she came out into his bedroom, she found a purple dress with large pink flowers on it. Beside it was a pink bra and the matching thong. She stepped closer and realized that Jensen must have bought the dress for her. It was just the kind of dress she liked to wear when they were some place tropical, and it was in a deep, rich amethyst, a color she liked to wear.

The man could be sweet when he wanted to be.

She slipped on the panties and bra, which gave her a little thrill because he had picked them out for her to wear. She had never been this intimate with a Dom before, which said a lot about her past relationships. Even with Micah, she had never shared a space like this with him. There were usually one-night stands when she was in town. Now…she liked this. She liked the idea that she could wake up next to Jensen in the morning.

She pushed those feelings away. If she got caught up in daydreaming about what she wanted, she wouldn’t be able to enjoy what she had.

After she had the dress on, she looked at herself in the mirror. It was the perfect fit, of course.

“You look beautiful,” he said. She hadn’t heard him open the door.

She looked at him in the mirror. “You told me the same thing when I was naked.”

He smiled as he walked toward her. He stopped when he was standing behind her. “True, but I particularly like seeing you wear something I bought you. Not to mention the lingerie. I know exactly what you are wearing beneath the dress. Gives me a secret little thrill.”

She turned. “Same here.” She brushed her mouth over his. “Thank you for the dress.”

“You are most welcome. Now, time for breakfast.”

“Good because I’m starving.”

He took her hand and led her out of the room and down the stairs to the lanai. There, beneath the cabana, the table had a place setting for two people. The coffee pot sat in the middle.

“I only get coffee?” she asked chuckling.

“No,” he said. “Ah, here is Marta.”

“Happy Birthday, Nicola.”

“Mahalo, Marta.” Then she saw the tray filled with all her favorite tropical fruits, not to mention Marta’s macadamia nut pancakes along with coconut syrup. She watched as Marta set the tray on the table. “Oh, that looks delicious. Mahalo.”

“You are very welcome. Sit, eat. Enjoy your morning.”

She did as Marta ordered. Jensen sat opposite of her, a smug smile curving his lips. He reached for the pancakes and she smacked his hand.

“Who said you get any?”

He looked at her. “I was going to serve you first,” he said.

She realized he was serious. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“For everything. Not just for this, but the dress, and making sure Marta made this breakfast.”

“Well, this is only part of the fun.”

“What else do you have planned?”

“How about a drive around the island in a convertible? You always talk about doing that and we never have time.”

“That sounds brilliant,” she said as she poured coffee into his cup, then hers. “I guess I’ll have to put my hair up.”

“Yeah, I hate that, because I like to see you wear it down, it cannot be helped, however. Let’s eat so we can head out. It’s a gorgeous day.”

“So, the ride around the island,” she said pouring way too much syrup on her pancakes. “What else?”

He smiled. “It’s a surprise.”

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