Being back in the house had brought back habits I hadn’t realized I’d acquired.So, my cell was often left sitting on the bedroom side table or the kitchen island.
His fingers brushed up and down my back.“Talk to me, baby.”
“I’m sad for Joel and Rowena.But is it bad that I’m also relieved?”
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Jake
After what that motherfucker had put her through, she still shed a tear for the people who’d helped torment her.
“Baby, he’s made your life a nightmare.I’m relieved too because now we can start traveling without having to look over our shoulders.”
And I would rest easier knowing she wouldn’t be taken from me.
I kissed her hair while she snuggled against me.When she straightened up, she grinned.“Now, I can start my search for a place.”
Christ.This shit again.I palmed her round hips.“Sienna, you love the condo.”
“I do.That’s why I want to buy something similar.”
“Baby, why look for something similar when you already have what you want?If you need something to call yours, I’ll give you the condo.I'll get the paperwork done tomorrow.”
Her head jerked back, and she frowned.“Jake, I want to buy my own place.”
The biting tone made me harder.It was cute, but I knew better than to smile.“I’ll sell it to you, then.”
“I’ll talk to my financial advisor and—”
We were wasting time.“I’ll draft the paperwork for whatever price I decide.”
She rolled her eyes.“Jake, you can’t—”
“Sienna, it’s my property.You’re my woman.You love it.I love you.It’s fucking easy math.”
Clamping her soft hands around my face, she smiled.“You can’t just tell me you love me and call it easy math when we’re fighting.”
“I’m not fighting, baby.I just want you to be happy.”
My beautiful woman gave me more of her softness.“I am, my love.And I love you.”
Good.I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck.Her mouth inched closer.
Then her hands went to my chest.“Can we talk about it before you draft the paperwork?”
Jesus.Fuck.“You’re going to fight me on this, aren’t you?”
She bit on her smile.“Maybe.”
“Sienna—”
Her brow cocked.“Jake.”
“Fuck.”
A giggle shook her body.“And then, we’ll do that.”
Anything she wanted.Always.“Okay, we’ll talk about it.”