Page 63 of Midnight Danger

She stared at it for several seconds before raising her gaze to me. “Zee, you don’t need to pay me to be here. I have my own money.”

“Humour me,” I replied. “You can’t access your inheritance at the moment while we’re looking into any other potential threats surrounding you. I want to spoil my wife.” My lips spread into a huge grin.

“You’re being a dick.”

“You’re obsessed with my dick.”

“It got me fat,” she snapped, fixing me with her laser glare she used to try and intimidate me.

“He bought you a new pair of shoes since your other shoes didn’t fit your swollen feet.”

“My feet thank your dick.”

A laugh erupted from me at the ridiculous conversation. “He’d appreciate you using that card to buy some lingerie.”

“Would he indeed.” Cassandra pouted. “Does he have any preferences?”

“Yeah, my dick likes silk and lace, nothing cheap since it chafes him.”

Her eyebrow arched. “I’ll take his requirements into consideration.”

“Need any help?” I nodded to the paperwork.

“No, it sounds silly, but I don’t trust outsiders at the moment after what happened. This gives me something to do and allows me to see inside your world.”

“Why don’t we take a trip up and see around the new place next week? It should have most of the fantasy rooms installed by then.” I touched her hand with the tip of my index finger. “The builder phoned. Our house is nearly ready. He wants to know the colour schemes for the rooms and nursery.”

That got Cassandra’s attention. “I hadn’t even considered the nursery,” she confessed.

“I took a walk around your old home. There’s a lot of stuff there from your childhood. I didn’t know whether you wanted to include some of your past into our new home.”

Her expression froze. “Such as?”

I shrugged. “Children’s books that your mum read to you. I have the books Mom read to me in storage, and I’d like our children to have them. I didn’t know if you wanted to do the same.”

Her eyes filled with tears and I began to kick myself. “I still remember Mum reading all the Peter Rabbit books to me. She used to tuck me and Kimberley in beside her on the window seat that overlooked the pond and read to us.”

“Sometimes the best way to face the past is to bring it with you.”

“What if I’m not ready to face the ghosts of the past?”

I picked her hand up and squeezed it. “Then we leave it until you are.”

She nodded, her lips pursed, and hand tightening around mine.

One day she’d be ready to face her demons and I’d be beside her every step of the way.

***

Red was definitely Cassandra’s colour. She stood in our bedroom, fiddling with the clasp of her necklace. She kept saying she was fat. She wasn’t, her pregnancy had enhanced her curves.

I’d organised a personal shopper to meet her and Megan a few days ago. Both girls had arrived back bright eyed and followed by armfuls of dress bags and shoe boxes. Technically, I should bill Jordan for Megan’s shopping spree. I refused to look at how much they’d spent.

My arm slipped around her waist to tug her against my chest. “You look good enough to eat.” I kissed the side of her neck and relished the shiver that rippled through her.

“You already did that today.”

I loved when she screamed her release on my tongue, her body spasming under mine. “Hmmm. I want seconds.”

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