Three Hard Lessons (Blindfold Club 2)

I turned my head to the side, my gaze fixed on those striking eyes.

“Mine,” I whispered to him.

“Yours. Forever.”

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THIRTY

EIGHT MONTHS LATER

I stopped viewing Chase Sports as the enemy when they helped secure my visa. Sure, they dominated Dominic’s time, and he hated his shitty office and repetitive work, but it was temporary. We’d be home in four months.

Four more months in Tokyo I could deal with. It was late summer now, and the cherry blossoms were beautiful. Romantic. One of the things I was sure I’d miss when we returned to Chicago. But there was plenty I wouldn’t miss too. We’d always be treated as foreigners – second-class citizens, by everyone except for Akira and Yuriko. I didn’t fault the Japanese for it. It was just the culture.

It was early Tuesday morning in Tokyo when I called Evie on Skype.

“Hey!” she said, her warm eyes smiling. “Your flight still on time?”

“Yeah.” I took a sip of my drink that was more vodka than orange juice and received a knowing smile from her. “I’m going to wake Dominic up in a few minutes and then we’re on our way to the airport.”

Her and Logan’s wedding was Saturday, and Dominic had gotten ten days of vacation approved for it. I hated being so far away and a crappy maid of honor to her, but Evie handled it gracefully. She wanted us to be happy, and this annoying living situation was something both Logan and she dealt with. They understood it was necessary, plus they got a pretty sweet apartment out of the deal.

At least I’d be in Chicago early enough to throw an epic bachelorette party and give Evie plenty of time to recover before the big day. Dominic had mentioned he had a similar plan for Logan.

“I can’t wait to see you guys, you know, all life-sized,” she said.

I chuckled. “I’m right there with you.” The webcam was getting old. Four more months, I reminded myself. “I was just calling to let you know your wedding week officially starts as soon as my plane lands.” I held up my drink. “I’ve already started, but I’ll text you when to start doing shots.”

She laughed. “Wedding week? Logan’s mom has already turned this into wedding month. But okay, I’ll have a bottle of tequila at the ready—”

“Where the fuck’s my morning blowjob?” came from the doorway to our bedroom. I looked over to see Dominic standing there, his hand disappearing into his boxers. He thought this was Meredith since we’d started talking regularly on the weekends. Dominic loved to make his sister uncomfortable with his now-famous catchphrase.

“Wow,” Evie said, an eyebrow raised.

“I gotta run.”

“Yeah, sounds like it,” she teased, her eyes sparkling. “Have a safe flight.”

“See you soon.” I shut the laptop and set my eyes on him.

He sauntered over and dropped down beside me on the couch. “Was that Evie?”

“Yeah.”

He nuzzled into my neck.

“We need to get a move on,” I said.

One of his hands fumbled for my breasts, oblivious that I wasn’t reciprocating. His other hand found mine and put it on his boxers, like I needed guidance.

“We’re going to be late, and you told me that word doesn’t exist here.”

He continued to ignore me and his wicked mouth ghosted kisses on my skin. Dominic knew exactly what he was doing and how to turn me on. He’d learned every inch of my body in the ten months we’d been together, but there was more to it than just that. We’d fallen deeper in love than I could have imagined, and the connection between us was so hot I could barely catch my breath around him.

“Okay, seriously,” I said, trying to break free from his seduction. “Didn’t you get enough last night?”

His eyes glazed with lust. Yeah, bringing that up hadn’t been the best idea, because now we were both thinking about how insane it had been. Yuriko and Akira had come over to play.