I glanced at Anna and clocked the stunned expression on her face. “Women…um…throw themselves at him?” she asked quietly, sounding dejected. “Does that mean this isn’t the first time he’s done something like this?”
I shook my head and frowned as I thought. “Not to my knowledge. I don’t think I’ve ever even seen him with a date.” I peered up at Anna and couldn’t help smiling at the mollified expression on her face. Then it was like she remembered she was supposed to be mad, and her lips twisted as she threw up her arms and exhaled sharply.
“This is crazy! You’re crazy! It doesn’t matter how hot he is; he can’t just go around snatching women and making out with them in his dressing room!”
That was it. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I dissolved into a fit of giggles and wasn’t able to get my composure back before she stormed from the room.
Finally, I managed to catch my breath just as I was carefully scooped up from the couch and settled in my husband’s embrace. I rested my head on his chest and sighed in contentment as he strode from his office into the hall and down to the staff elevator.
“I’m telling Drew to fire his ass,” Knox growled as he stepped into the car and punched the button for the floor where we still kept a private suite.
“You know I was teasing, babe,” I said as I lifted my head enough to place a kiss on his jaw. He grunted but didn’t say anything until we were locked inside our suite and he had set me on my feet next to the bed.
“You were baiting me, baby,” he accused. “Don’t think for one second that I didn’t know you were trying to get a rise out of me.”
I grinned and cupped the very large bulge straining to be released from his pants. He’d definitely risen. “Obviously, it worked.” I smirked.
Knox growled and put his hand over mine so I was gripping him tight. “My dick is always standing at attention whenever you’re near. Whenever I think of you.” The next thing I knew, I was on all fours on the bed, and Knox was shoving up my skirt. “But before you get what you were clearly begging for, I think this beautiful ass needs a good spanking.”
I pushed my face into the bedspread to hide my glee as I wiggled my bare bottom. I loved being bad.
Later, as I lay in bed, panting and coming down from the last orgasm he’d given me, I had no idea how many that was because he’d driven me out of my mind with need before allowing me to come the first time. Now, I felt like a satisfied, boneless heap, wrapped up in warm, strong arms. “I love you, baby.” Knox’s declaration spread warmth throughout my body, and I melted even more.
“I love you too, Knox. More than anything.”
He grunted his approval and gave me a tender squeeze. He was quiet for a moment, then he softly asked, “Will you sing for me? The song you wrote for me?”
I smiled and snuggled deeper into his embrace as I began to sing the melody that hadn’t left my head since the moment I’d met him, and I was sure never would.
Epilogue
Knox
Our house was as loud as it had ever been, filled with the sound of stomping feet and childish shouts. My brothers-in-law were roughhousing with all the kids in the basement while my gorgeous wife was grabbing the cake from the kitchen with some help from my sisters. She’d sent me out to the garage to grab the gallon of chocolate ice cream—our youngest daughter’s favorite—from the extra freezer we kept out there.
Whatever the birthday girl wanted, she got. Addilyn liked to say our baby girl learned how to wrap me around her little finger from her, and I didn’t try to deny it because I’d spent the past ten years working hard to make sure she had everything she ever wanted. When her eyes lit up at Teresa’s request, it wasn’t a surprise to anyone that I readily agreed to host an impromptu family celebration tomorrow, the day before our daughter’s big party with all her classmates from school at a local trampoline center.
As I walked back inside the house, the first thing I heard was my wife’s laughter. Pausing in the mudroom, I eavesdropped on her conversation with my sisters.
“You wouldn’t believe how crazy Maddox got yesterday when he thought a customer was trying to flirt with me. All the poor guy did was ask me how my day was, and my hubby practically ran him out of the bakery for it,” Ariel complained.
“What’s not to believe about that,” Aurora snorted. “We’re all married to cavemen. Each and every one of us.”