Page 81 of His Wild Seduction

Meredith was mine. I felt the truth of that down to my marrow as I circled around to her door and held it open.

“You ready?” I asked, and she nodded, assuming I meant to go inside.

But what I was really asking was she ready for this?

Ready for me to take this whole thing to another level?

Because I was so fucking ready.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

MEREDITH

The elegant beachfront mansion was located on the Long Island Sound. It took almost an hour and a half to get there, and Josef’s driver had been moving way past the speed limit.

I was still in a warm daze after chatting most of the trip with my husband. I talked about work mostly, and I wasn’t sure what to expect at first.

But he surprised me. Wonderful man. He was just so understanding.

It was like he knew I needed to do this, and he let me. He didn’t take over. He just offered help. He respected me. And I loved him a little bit more for it.

Once upon a time, the Big Bad Wolf broke my heart, but every day since we met again, he worked hard to put it back together. And I wasn’t really sure how to deal with that.

Watching him move as he walked around the vehicle to open my door had me licking my lips. I was married to a handsome man.

He turned his head, and the sunlight caught his mahogany hair and the twinkle in his whiskey eyes, and damn, my mouth went completely dry.

I mean, I knew Josef was fine as fuck. The way he filled out his suit and everything, but it was that rare glimpse of happiness on his face that made him sublime.

Pride filled me as I thought maybe I was responsible, even if in the smallest way, for bringing him that look of contentment.

Of joy.

Appreciation filled his gaze as he watched me slide out of the high SUV, careful to keep my skirt down.

His possessiveness was something I loved, and honestly, I wasn’t much of an exhibitionist, and I didn’t want anyone to steal a glimpse of the little bitty panties I was wearing. Those were a surprise for Josef’s eyes only.

He had one hand on my hip, the other holding my hand, as he pulled me against him and kissed my temple before stepping back.

“You look fucking perfect in pink,” he said, and I felt the compliment to my toes.

He placed a possessive hand around the back of my neck as we walked up the stone path to the entryway.

It felt so good to be with him like this. In public. Technically, it was still early days for us, but our history made it so I felt like I’d known him forever.

Josef was a part of me. A part of my past, my present, and hopefully, my future.

I didn’t get the impression he was growing tired of me, but I admit I had small doubts sometimes. But that was for me to work on.

Josef had done nothing but make me feel wanted and desired.

If only I knew what was in his heart.

But I was going to take it one day at a time. That was the best advice I’d ever heard in all my travels, and it applied to just about every situation.

One day at a time.

And today was a good day.

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