“What do you want?” I throw the door open but block her from coming in.
Reaching out she tucks my hair behind my ear. Thwack. I smack her hand away.
“Don’t fucking touch me.”
She laughs and smiles at me.
“I wish you didn’t hate me. The three of us could have a lot of fun together.”
“What?” I blink wondering if I misheard her. “Are you asking for me to allow you into our bed?”
“You ever had your pussy sucked by a woman before? No one knows how to please a woman better than another woman.” She shrugs.
“I’m only going to say this once. Stay away from my husband. Stay away from me. If I ever see you touching my dog again, I will make damn sure that you and any other bitch who thinks to try me remembers exactly whose daughter I am. I have the blood of Tiny Leone flowing through my veins. I dare you to try me.”
Her red painted nails caress my cheek. “Maybe you do deserve him.” I glare at her and she moves in and kisses the corner of my mouth. “My offer still stands. Hearing you all pissed off just now made my pussy wet, but I can see you’re not ready to explore what my mouth could do to yours. Yet.”
“Get the fuck out of my hu—my clubhouse.”
She laughs as she walks away.
I’m going to kill that cunt. I wipe at the corner of my mouth where her whore lips touched mine. I close the door and contemplate where to hide her body. Maybe I am my father’s daughter after all.
Minutes later my husband comes into the room with my dog and my bag. He places both on the bed, and I keep my back to him. I’m still pouting and stewing though he didn’t really do anything wrong. “I wanted the pleasure of undressing you,” his husky voice whispers against the shell of my ear and he grabs my shoulders, giving me a squeeze.
“I don’t want that cunt touching Petunia.”
“Why? She’d never mistreat your pet.”
“Why?” I snap and jerk out of his hold. “Why do you jump to her defense? Does she mean something to you?”
“No. You’re being childish.”
“I’m being real. I see how she looks at you. She wants you.”
“She can’t have me. I belong to you same as you belong to me. You have nothing to be jealous of. It’s you who makes me crazy mad with desire.” He takes a step toward me. “It’s you I bury myself inside of every night and make love to.” Abel puts one hand on my stomach and the other to my heart. “I only love one other as much as you and that’s the baby I planted in your womb.”
I freeze and then I smile. I smile big. “You just said you love me. You’ve never told me that before.”
“I show you every day.”
“I like hearing it though. Tell me again.”
Grabbing my face between his hands he stares deeply into my eyes. “I love you, Ainsley. More than you could ever know. Now get ready for bed so I can show you.”
I snatch my toothbrush out of the bag and disappear into his private bathroom. When I return to him, he’s on the bed in only his boxer briefs and Petunia is on his chest. “It’s about time you two became friends.”
“I think she missed me.” My husband grins as I sink down on the bed next to him then he frowns because Petunia abandons him for me. Abel goes to the bathroom and while he’s gone guilt creeps up on me. I know I should tell him about Raul and the phone number, but I know he will be pissed that I kept it from him this long. I should’ve told him at the party. If I say anything now, he will think I didn’t speak up because I am tempted to take the deal. I know that there is a part of him that always wonders if I am comparing him to Axel or using him as a stand-in but I’m not.
I love my husband and I want him safe and with me…always.
Abel comes back to bed. The bed dips with his weight and he draws me to his side. His large fingers stroking my hair, his other hand moves to my belly, pushing up the shirt I’m wearing. The ink on his hand looking beautiful laying over my baby bump.
“Do you know how happy you make me, baby? I’d kill anyone who dares to try to take you from me.”
“Ditto.” I move up to kiss his lips.
“I love you so much, wife ‘o mine. Now take this shirt off. You know I like you naked in my bed.” That he does. He prefers me naked so he can take me anytime he pleases.