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I forward her the proof of purchase for the “Imperium” VIP experience Ghost concert tickets. Her phone dings with an incoming message, and she opens it eyeing me suspiciously as I place my phone back in my pocket. Her eyes widen, and I can tell she is looking at the tickets, and a smile that melts my dark heart begins to blossom on her face. She looks over at me and unexpectedly throws herself into my arms, but I catch her. I’ll always catch her.

“Now let me thank that cock of yours,” she says.

I kiss her, and she drops to her knees. The look in her eyes is something I will remember until my dying days.

CHAPTER 32

Emma

Iam getting dressed when Eduardo comes in. It’s a bit cooler today, and even though the holidays are right around the corner, Texas doesn’t have many temperature changes, but when it does get colder? Holy mother, it’s cold.

I put on some leggings and my favorite hoodie by my favorite band. I scream internally. I still can’t believe I will see Ghost in concert soon. I have been riding that high all week. I wish it were sooner, but what’s a few months, right?

“Hey, baby.” He bends over to kiss me quickly, breaking me from my Ghost-lust-filled trance.

“Hey yourself,” I say, looking up at him like he hung the moon and stars. The same moon and stars that we gazed at together when we were younger, making plans when we thought we had a future. All the time in the world, but we both learned how precious those moments are and how they can all be taken away in the blink of an eye.

“I got you a present,” he states matter-of-factly.

I stop applying my mascara and look over at him. An involuntary smile pulls from my lips, and I swear he blushes.

“Eduardo? Did my big bad, mafia boyfriend just blush?” I question playfully, and he grabs the back of his neck, rubbing at an imaginary spot.

He shakes his head and looks at me. Amusement lines his face, and I love that look on him. It’s as if I am staring at the boyish Eduardo who first stole my heart, except he is no longer a boy. He is all man. My man. He sits on the edge of the bed, and I drop down to my hands and knees, crawling to him. His pupils dilate, and his breathing picks up.

“Emma? What are you doing?” he asks. I go up to his legs and plant my hands over his thick, muscular thighs, rubbing my way up to his cock.

“I already had this present this morning, but do you want to give it to me again? In my mouth this time?” I lick my lips for added effect and wish I hadn’t put my mascara on yet since it will probably run down my face in another minute, but I think that is his favorite look on me. Thinking about this makes me smile.

He holds my hand on his cock. “Emma, as much as I’d like your mouth on my cock, I do actually have a present for you.” He pulls out a wrapped package, and my heart melts at seeing the vulnerability in his eyes. I squeal at the thought of getting a present. It has been a while since anyone bought me a gift, and I love that he put some thought into it. He puts his hand up to my cheek and strokes it gently.

“If you still want to suck my cock in thanks after you open your present, well, I won’t turn the offer down,” he counters.

I laugh, shaking my head. “You got it, baby.” I wink and lean over to kiss his cock through his pants. I see it jump in response to my affection, and I chuckle.

“Goddamn tease," he says playfully as he readjusts himself.

I get up and sit on the edge of our bed, holding the box in my hand.

“Go on. Open it, babe,” he encourages.

I look at him and nod with a smile that spreads from ear to ear. I unwrap the gift to see a velvet box. I place the golden wrapping paper off to the side and open the box carefully. It’s an earring, bracelet, and matching pendant set—a starburst earring in white gold with emeralds and diamonds. The pendant matches the earrings, and I am in awe.

“This…” I swallow, trying not to cry. “Is so beautiful, Eduardo. Thank you.” I veer around to hug him, and he pulls me into his arms just a few inches away from his face.

“The stars remind me of us, gazing up at the stars. I remember you saying how they look like diamonds in the sky. The green reminds me of the color of your eyes. It’s your name that falls from my lips when I see a shooting star, making a wish. It’s your name forever on my lips.” He gives me a kiss that is soft and lingering. It lets me feel all the emotions we convey and all the ones we don’t say. How time is precious, and this time is ours. He pulls away.

“One more thing.” He clears his throat. “I had a tracker put into the necklace.” He points at the large pendant. “I didn’t want to mess with your pendant I gave you when we were kids, but I thought you could wear both on your necklace. Or put that one on the bracelet.

I look over at him. “How romantic,” I deadpan.

Eduardo looks at me. “Emma, I just want to keep you safe.”

“I know. I was only kidding. But honestly, thank you, Eduardo. I love it.”

“Here, let me help you put it on. I put on the earrings, the bracelet, and the necklace.”

“It is perfect.” I touch the pendant, knowing that it is my lifeline to Eduardo.

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