“What?” she screeches from the hallway.
“Oh my god, are you serious?” Rosy’s eyes widen in disbelief.
“You are my life, not my work. And I’m sorry I needed you to remind me of that.”
“Um, can we go back to the part where I’m in charge of something I know absolute shit about?” Lindsey says, but I ignore her because Rosy is smiling up at me.
“Promise me something,” I say as I pull Rosy against me and cup her cheek.
“Anything.” She reaches up and touches my face like she’s checking to be sure I’m real.
“Promise me that the next time you want to leave, you’ll tell me first. It will save me a lot of money.” I glance back at the bashed-in door, and I hear Rosy laugh.
“Deal.”
With that one word, I look into my wife’s eyes just before I kiss her with all the love I have inside me. Her arms wrap around my neck, and she pulls me in tight as I lift her off the ground. Every part of me is clinging to her, and right now, all I want to do is find a flat surface so we can make love.
“Take it back to your house. I’ve gotta find a midnight repairman,” Lindsay says, although she doesn’t sound as pissed as she did earlier.
“I’ll send someone over,” I tell her as I carry Rosy out of her apartment and to the elevator.
“Yeah, and then send someone who can explain what the hell it is you want me to do for your company.”
I turn around as I step onto the elevator with Rosy in my arms. “Relax, it’s your company now. Do what you want.”
With that, the doors close, and Rosy and I laugh before our lips connect once more.
Chapter 13
Rosy
The morning sun tries to sneak in under the heavy curtains, but it’s still dark in our bedroom. I reach out, not finding my husband in bed with me, and for a moment my heart drops. I shake it off because there’s no way he’s not here after last night. Even as I get out of bed and feel all the yummy aches in my muscles, I know that his words were true.
After I grab my robe, I pull back the drapes, letting the light flood the space. With light landing on every inch of the room, I realize I hate this place. I think I got lost in trying to be the wife I thought my husband wanted and agreeing to that image even at the cost of what I wanted. His dream wasn't only to make it but to fit into a world that shunned him and to prove himself.
As I walk downstairs I can hear his voice coming from the kitchen. When I walk in, I see he’s got his phone pressed to his ear, and I wait there, drinking him in. It doesn’t take long, and he must have heard me because when he turns around to face me, there’s a smile pulling at his lips.
“Hold on,” he says into the phone as he comes over and gives me a quick kiss. “The twins have gotten themselves in a tangle.” He smiles against my mouth before he kisses me again.
I didn’t realize I was tense across my shoulders until they relax. I assumed it was a work call, and I get mad at myself for not trusting him.
“Why the look?” he asks before he puts the phone back to his ear.
I glance down, but he doesn't let me get away with it. He lifts my chin to look at him, and I explain. “I thought it was a phone call for work, and I’m upset I didn’t trust you. But that reaction lies with me, and I know in time it will stop.”
“I love you.”
God, he really is perfect. I hope I wasn't too hard on him by leaving, but the thing is, it’s not just us anymore. He gives my ass a squeeze and then a quick smack.
“Grab the door. Security said Lindsey is on her way in.”
I make it to the front door at the same time as Lindsey and she comes straight in, already halfway through a sentence.
“I can’t do this. That Mary is a nightmare.”
I snort because I’ve never seen her panicked before. “I like Mary.” I defend the older woman that runs Darian’s office. She can be a shark and stole more of my husband's time than I liked, but she’s good at her job. I respected her for at least making an effort to use his time wisely and keep the place running as efficiently as possible.
“She woke me up at four a.m. with questions. Questions that don’t even make sense.”
“Come to the kitchen.” I grab her arm and pull her along with me.
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“He’s going to kick me out. He said no more work.”