Page 60 of Their Deviant Love
Love makes us do the unthinkable, and there is nothing I wouldn’t do for this man. It’s a scary thought. To have absolutely no limits to the lengths you’re willing to go to for one person. To put your heart and soul in the hands of someone else and trust that they’re not going to crush you.
I would not survive a heartbreak by Connor a second time, which is why I’m not ever going to let him break me. I’m sure if he tried to leave me again, I’d figure out some way to change his mind.
Connor leads us into his bedroom. I wait until the door is shut, and we’re locked in our own little cocoon where no one else can hear us. “What’s wrong?” I ask him.
“I’m tired and need to sleep, and I’m not sleeping without you.” He walks over to the bed.
“Connor, I’m covered in sweat,” I tell him, pulling my hand out of his.
“Wouldn’t be the first time you’ve been all sweaty in bed, Aurora.” He smirks. But it’s dull, not full of mischief and dirty promises like it usually is.
“You hop into bed. I’m going to have a quick shower and then I’ll join you.” I wait for Connor to lie down, then rush into the bathroom.
I think I’ve just won the record for the world’s quickest shower. Drying off, I wrap the towel around my body and walk back into the bedroom.
Connor is sitting against the headboard. His focus shifts from his phone to me. “That was fast.”
“Well, when a guy like you says he wants me in bed, I’m not going to dawdle.” I laugh. Dropping the towel, I walk around the bed and climb under the covers.
“A guy like me, huh? There are plenty of guys out in the world like me, Aurora. Are you going to jump into bed with whichever one of them asks?” Connor sets his phone on the bedside table next to him and then rolls over to face me.
“Pfft, there is not a single person on this planet like you, Connor O’Malley. You are one of a kind. My kind.” I lean in and press my lips to his before shifting over and resting my head on his chest.
Connor’s arm wraps around my back while his fingers aimlessly trail along my bare hip. “Dr. Morgan called,” he says casually, as if I haven’t been waiting for this news.
“What did she say?” I keep my head down, my breathing even. As eager as I am to find out what’s wrong with him, if he wants to act like it’s not a big deal, then I’m going to do the same. I also don’t want him to worry about what my reaction will be when he has to tell me things.
“The tests came back. I have haemochromatosis. She says I need to have a pint of blood drawn every other week for a few months and my levels need to be monitored.” His fingers continue to draw circles over my hip.
“Okay, that’s good. We can do that. I’ve found some local doctors we can take the results to and get you set up for those blood draws,” I tell him.
“We’re going to New York next week. For a little while,” Connor says.
This time my head snaps up. “We’re going home?”
“I have to be there for the deal with the Albanians.”
“Okay. But we’re going to be there a little while?” I ask. “Because rumor has it, my dipshit brother went and fell for a cop—no, not just a cop, afed, and he’s bringing her to Sunday lunch. We could… drop in and see my family.”
“Enzo is with a fed. How is that going to work?” Connor says.
“She quit apparently. I swear all the good stuff happens when I’m not there. Orlando has a kid—oh, did you hear Dante bought an apartment for him and Josie? My Zio Theo is losing his mind over that one. And… you know what? It doesn’t matter. Whatever you need me to do is what is happening,” I tell Connor breathlessly. He said he has to go to New York for business, not a visit with his future in-laws.
“Aurora, I want you to see your family while we’re there,” he says.
I don’t miss the way he words that. He wantsmeto see them. That doesn’t mean he wants to be dragged along with me.
“I love my family, Connor. But the love I have for you doesn’t compare to anything else in this universe. I want to be the kind of wife you can be proud of, the kind of wife you can rely on.”
“You are. You just have to be yourself. I don’t need you to be anything but you, princess.” Connor kisses the middle of my forehead, and I rest my head back on his chest.
“I can get a doctor to draw your blood in New York,” I tell him. “Where are we staying?”
“At the O’Malley estate. It’s the only place secure enough.”
“Okay. Oh, and Connor?”
“Yeah?”
