“When you say sweet things like that I only want to stay in bed.”
“Tough, get your pretty ass up and in the shower. We have a day to enjoy together, and I want to show you all that Dallas has to offer.”
“I told you I wasn’t going anywhere. You don’t have to bribe me,” I tease.
“Woman, I’m going to spank your pretty ass and fuck you really good, but after we get home.”
“Fine. I’ll be in the shower. I need a snack at least.”
“What do you want?”
“Some watermelon.”
“Okay. Only a little though since we’re going out to eat and watermelon makes you full.” He’s right. I could eat a half of a watermelon, but I’ll regret it later.
“I’ll be down in twenty.”
Chapter Seven
Tony
After a day of taking my woman around town, feeding her some of my favorite treats in the city, the beast in me has settled. There’s a lot more to discuss, but for now, I’m a happy man. Our relationship is so new that we both have to let in that trust. My phone rings just as I get out of the shower. It’s my assistant. “Hello Cynthia, what is it?”
“Dax can’t make the trip. He’s out sick.” I growl and slam my head into my hand, rubbing my face.
After taking a deep breath, I come up with a plan. “Okay. I’ll be taking my wife with me then.”
“Sir, do you really want to take her there when you’ll be working all day?” I know she means well, but she has no idea how much Rosalyn means to me.
“Cynthia, that’s not your concern. I’m taking Rosalyn with me.”
“Sorry. Yes, sir.” I end the call and walk into my closet for some clothes.
When I step out into the bedroom again to get dressed, Rosalyn watches me with her arms crossed. “What’s wrong?”
“How do you feel about going to South Padre Island for a work trip?” I ask. I’m taking her regardless, but at least I want her to believe she has a choice. I’m still recovering from the scare I had last night.
“You want me to go?” The pure look of surprise and excitement makes me smile.
“Of course I do. It’s going to be a busy two days for me, but I’m not ready to be away from you.” I slide my arms around her waist. “So what do you think?”
“I’d love to go with you even if I have to wait in our hotel room until you get back.”
“Thank you, love. We need to pack today.”
“Okay. When do we leave?”
“Since I get to spend some time with you on the beach, I want to go down two days early. I’ll call my hotel and fix the schedule. Do you want to fly or drive?”
“I’ve never been on a road trip.” Her brow quirks upward.
I kiss her lips and say, “Road trip it is. Go get ready.”
“I can do that.” She jumps up and down before running to our closet to get her suitcases.
“And I need to pick up a new laptop,” I say, making a note to myself.
“Sorry about that.” I drag her back into my arms and cup the back of her head, tilting her face to meet mine.
“Don’t be sorry. I’m the jealous fool.” I kiss her lips and one thing leads to another as I pin her to the wall with my hands running all over her body. “Damn it,” I growl, stopping to remember that we need to get shit done.
“We don’t have time for this.” I nod and pull back, setting her on her feet. Shit, I didn’t realize how quickly I lost control.
My phone rings, giving me a reason to step further away before I maul her again. “Tony speaking.”
“Good afternoon, bro. How is my sister-in-law?” It’s my sister Maggie who went out with Rosalyn last night. They’re not far apart in age and Maggie’s been welcoming and inviting even though no one thought it was smart of me to marry a complete stranger. “She’s good. Getting ready for our mini-getaway.”
“Sweet. She seemed worried. I just wanted to make sure you’re not too damn possessive with her. She’s allowed to have friends, you know?”
“Thanks for the lecture, sis, but I assure you, my only concern was that I had no idea where she went and I got worried.”
“Sorry. I was just watching some crazy show on Investigation Discovery about a super possessive boyfriend who takes it too far, and I wanted to make sure she’s all good.” I’m rolling my eyes, but it makes me think. Have I been fucking too possessive?
“Of course she is. Do you want to talk to her?” I need to process what she’s saying.
“No.”
“Here. Rosalyn, it’s my bratty sister.”
“Hey girl,” Rosalyn says as she puts the phone to her ear. I walk away and go into the closet to get my suitcase. I don’t want to listen in because despite my sister’s concern, I am not a crazy fuck that controls her whole life. In fact, she’s been friends with the girl next door as well as spending time on the phone with her family. Shaking my head, I pull out a couple of pairs of jeans and one suit from the closet before coming out to load it on the bed.