But I wasn’t stupid, and I wasn’t looking for a fight.
Plus, I didn’t look through her stuff religiously. Definitely not since we decided to make this marriage real.
I still wanted my wife to give me her secrets knowingly, willingly.
Seduction aside.
But it was time I introduced her to the others. And if they had some common interests, like reading or listening to smut books, then it might be easier on her.
When she wasn’t at work, Meredith spent her time with me. But I knew better than to think that was enough.
My wife could use some friends, and Destiny and Sofia were two of the best people I knew.
Hell, they were family.
But family and friendships aside, maybe we could leave the party early.
As all those thoughts were dancing in my head, I figured I could surprise Meredith with some new additions to her wardrobe.
I pulled up the catalog for an exclusive boutique on Billionaire’s Row and dialed the owner’s private number. My company had installed security there, and Adrik and Marat were frequent customers for their wives.
I could just have someone else do this. But if anyone was dressing my wife, it was going to be me.
I adjusted my cock again and paused my scrolling on a sexy little number. The call connected and I spoke first.
“This is Josef Aziz.”
“Mr. Aziz! Yes, sir, what can I do for you?” Van Wong, the owner of the boutique, asked.
“I need some things for my wife. I’m texting you her measurements and sizes. It’s for a dinner party. Tell me, do you have item 5e023d in pink?”
“Pink?”
“Yes. That’s what I said.”
“I can have that for you, no problem. When?”
“Have it delivered by five,” I replied.
“Yes, sir. Will you be needing accessories?”
“Indeed. Purses. Wallets. Send a dozen of each. Also, shoes. Not too high. She prefers flats or wedge heels. As a matter of fact, send whatever else you have in her size as long as there’s pink in it.”
“Pink? Yes. Very good, sir.”
“Thank you, Van,” I said.
“My pleasure to assist you, Mr. Aziz.”
Cost was no issue, as Van knew. My account would be paid in full before he could hit enter.
Whatever the price. It was worth it. I was practically salivating, just thinking of how delicious my wife looked in pink.
Yes, leaving the party early seemed like a very good idea.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
MEREDITH