Page 113 of Mine Forever
I agreed.
The money my company made off the event not only put us back in the black but allowed me to pay off some of the outstanding business loans.
Chase and I did our best to make up for lost time by holing up in the Presidential suite for three days.
But then it was time to get back to reality, and Chase headed back to Cape Sands, but we’d made plans for me to fly down the following weekend.
I flew down and never went back.
Well, that’s not true.
I did go back to pack my apartment up and turn my keys in.
My job is one that can be done anywhere, so I gave my employees the option to work from home or in the office. We all meet at the office once a month to review upcoming events.
The fact I have a team I trust to be my eyes and ears in New York made the move to Florida easy.
In fact, I promoted Katie to vice president and she runs the New York office. The team loves her, and she’s dedicated to the business.
With Charley’s help and connections in Cape Sands, I now have a Florida office as well, offering event services in Cape Sands.
I already have a couple of weddings scheduled for spring of next year.
I leave my suitcase in the car and creep inside quietly.
Freyja wraps her little but growing body around my legs.
“Hey, sweet girl. I missed you.”
I snuggle with her for a moment before setting her on the floor and tiptoeing into the bedroom.
God, I missed him. I was gone a bit longer than normal this time—ten days—and while we’d had phone sex every night, it just wasn’t the same.
When I walk into the room, I stop and just stare at him.
I can’t believe that sexy man is mine.
He lies face up in the center of the bed, one arm over his head, the other resting on his chest. The sheet is pulled up tohis waist, leaving his chest bare but covering one of my favorite body parts.
The white of the sheet is stark against his tanned skin, and a five o’clock shadow darkens his strong jaw.
I bite my lip in anticipation of feeling that beard burn against the inside of my thighs.
Toeing off my shoes in the shadows, I grin as I quickly shed down to nothing and slide under the covers with him.
His skin warm under my touch, I brush a hand over his chest.
I lift the sheet and peek under it, my small grin turning into a full-blown one, heat rushing between my legs.
He isn’t at full staff yet, but he’s getting there, and my thighs clench at the sight of his piercing that makes me wild.
I drop soft kisses on his neck and shoulder, causing him to moan and shift slightly, but he doesn’t wake up.
Pursing my lips, I eye his profile, wondering why he hasn’t moved yet.
The kisses I drop this time aren’t as soft, and I nip at his ear, my gaze on the area under the sheet that begins to tent.
But still he doesn’t move.
