Page 13 of Midnight Legacy

His hands grasped my head to make me look at him. “Fuck, Cas. Where the hell did that come from?"

Heat flared in my cheeks. “Can we blame pregnancy hormones caused by your penis?”

“Not this time.” His thumb caressed my bottom lip. “I chose you forever, Cas, not until we didn’t have sex for a few days.”

My head dipped because I couldn’t bear the intensity in his eyes. “I’m trying to fit into your world, Xavier, but I’m drowning in gorgeous supermodels.”

“Who I could have picked but didn’t.”

“Ah!” My fists splashed in the water in frustration. “Why do you have to be so rational?”

His lips twitched. “As opposed to being hormonal because of my penis?”

My eyes finally found his. “He got me pregnant and now my favourite skirt doesn’t fit.”

“I know, baby.” He pushed my hair behind my ears. “He’s been a really naughty penis. I’ll take him in hand.”

“If you do, I’ll win this dare.”

His sexy grin made my heart skip. “At this stage, it might be worth it before my balls turn blue from all the cold showers. My penis might even mount a rebellion.”

I laughed and rested my head on his strong shoulder. His arms snared around me and tugged me close so we could relax in the warm water together.

“Hmmm. I could get used to this,” Xavier murmured. He slid further into the water to relax, and his legs moved up to hold me in place.

It was only when the water got cold and my fingers were wrinkled that he lifted me out to wrap me in a huge, fluffy pink towel.

Yes, I changed his colour scheme.

No, I didn’t regret it.

The horror on Xavier’s face when his customary black began being replaced with hot pink had been hilarious. Gradually, I began to see him wandering through the apartment with a pink towel riding low on his hips. My domesticated husband—it was like trying to tame a tiger into a house cat.

I dried my hair while he ordered pizza, and my naughty side came out when I saw the heap of bags on the bed. My dress for Friday night was put away far from the prying eyes of my husband. The bags with my special purchases in them were on my radar. My lace bodysuit left little to the imagination, and the red silk kimono over it hung open because I’d tied it loose at the waist.

Operation seduction was still in full swing, even though we’d had a ceasefire earlier. I would win this dare even if I had to tie him to the bed and tease him until he gave in.

Xavier was on the phone when I wandered in. The way his mouth dropped open and he stuttered made all the hours spent choosing my weapons in this war worth it. I stopped at the fridge and bent down to grab a smoothie bottle, making sure he got a look at my ass in the air.

“Yeah, I’m still here. No, I’m not distracted.” His deep voice gave me goosebumps.

My Kindle tended to sit on the coffee table, so I settled myself on the sofa and picked it up in the pretence of reading a book.

Xavier’s shadow loomed over me and I glanced up. He bent down and kissed me, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth. “Loved the show, baby. Keep it up and you might actually have a chance of winning.”

I grinned and slumped back into the pillows to stare at his retreating ass in tight denim as he went to get our pizzas from the foyer. Yeah, my orgasm, when it came, was going to be epic.

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Chapter Five

Xavier

Jordan glared at me from his position beside the computer. “This shit storm just keeps getting bigger,” he announced. “I’ve been hunting through old records for the Council and it doesn’t make bedtime reading.”

Both of us had gone to visit the safety deposit boxes. Two pairs of eyes were better than one, and if anyone could unearth a problem, it was Jordan. I was getting too old for all this shit. All I wanted was to take Cassandra and move to my house in the country far from all the hassle of the world we lived in.

“Do I want to know?”

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