Page 119 of Bittersweet Revenge

“Uh huh, my exam was done and I wanted to come back to you.” I always wanted to be with her. You would have thought that living as a real couple for the past few months would have dimmed some of my obsession with her, but no. If anything it was running deeper. “You’ve got chocolate on your neck... I’ll take care of it.” I licked her neck, making her shiver.

“Caleb, not now,” she chastised, but the little movement of her hips, the brushing of her beautiful butt against my growing erection, seemed to say otherwise.

“What are you doing, Angel?”

“Experimenting for Thanksgiving dinner. I think this cake will be good.”

I looked over her shoulder to the cake she was cutting.

“Here, taste.” She took a small piece between her fingers and extended it to me. When I took the piece, I sucked her fingers into my mouth, making her gasp.

“I like it.” And it was true. My woman was proficient in the kitchen. She was actually proficient in everything she set her mind to and I was not surprised. She was beyond amazing.

She nodded. “Good. Tomorrow I’ll experiment with the stuffing and gravy.”

“Why don't we order dinner?”

She shook her head. “I want us to be normal during college. It’s only five of us. I’ll cook.”

I kissed her neck again. I didn't have it in me to remind her that going to Yale debt-free and living five minutes from campus in a high-rise apartment which had cost me over one million dollars was not ‘normal college experience.’ This woman was my heart and I had no shame in admitting that I was completely whipped by her. She was the boss of me and I had made my peace with that.

“Okay, but you know your brother will eat basically anything and my mother and Sophia can’t boil an egg, so whatever you put out will be amazing. I’m proud of you, Angel.”

She sighed, leaning against me and I knew I had won.

I untied her apron. Turning her in my arms, I kissed her deeply. After pulling her to the leather sofa in the living room, I settled between her thighs and felt her heat through her leggings.

I thrusted forward. “I can’t wait to put babies inside you.”

She smiled. “After college. We’ll have a little Theo.”

“And a little Victoria,” I added, kissing her more deeply.

“Fucking hell, you two!” Archibald barked.

I sighed, turning my head to see him glaring from the entrance.

“If you’re not happy, you can always move out,” I barked. That man caused me more cases of blue balls than he was worth.

Esmeralda slapped my arm, but at least she didn’t make me move for which I was grateful. I didn't want Archibald to see my giant boner.

“Well, you better get it out of your system and do it everywhere during the break. I’ll be away then.”

Esmeralda tensed under me. “It’s Thanksgiving, Archie.”

“I know, but I’ve decided to go visit Europe.”

Oh, for fuck’s sake! “Let me guess, England? And more specifically, Oxford?”

Archibald shrugged. “Maybe.” He gestured toward us. “I’ll be in my room. Just– Just don’t be too loud and throw the couch out afterwards, okay? I’ll even pay for a new one.”

I rolled my eyes, but concentrated on my fiancée again. She was certainly not in the mood anymore, looking worried more than anything.

“I thought he was moving on,” she whispered, looking into my eyes.

“Let him try again. He needs to try everything he can so he can say he fought to the end. Losing a piece of you is hard.”

“You understand him?”

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