Page 81 of His Wild Attraction

The air felt charged with masculinity, and I nodded my head, finally feeling like a real part of this quartet. If there was one thing we all had in common, it was the compulsion to be with our women.

It was like a magnetic pull. An unseen force that held us spellbound and unable to resist.

Who would even want to?

I felt more myself with Ellie than with anyone else. She made the bad parts go away.

The loneliness.

The doubt.

The noise.

Ellie was my safe harbor. She filled me with unrepentant joy, and a love so profound I could hardly voice it.

I hadn’t voiced it. And I was beginning to think I needed to rectify that.

Adrik led the way with Marat behind him, then me, then Josef. Once a bodyguard, always a bodyguard, I supposed.

Whatever.

I could handle myself. But it was something knowing those big bastards were with me.

Not that there were active threats around or inside the restaurant. If there were, one of the twenty guards we had on the place, keeping our wives safe, would have told us.

Heads swiveled in our direction and dozens of pairs of eyes watched us as we walked past the full tables. We must have looked like a fucking hit squad or something.

The four of us were uncommonly tall and built. I could imagine what regular folks thought. All four miens were serious, unsmiling. We wore dark suits with matching determined expressions as we traipsed through that posh-as-fuck restaurant.

But they could look all they wanted. I didn’t give a fuck. I didn’t spare them a glance.

I had a one track mind, and right now, it was on my wife. Ellie was close, and my fingers itched to touch her.

A shiver of awareness slithered through me. It was that pull, that magnetic force that always seemed stronger the closer I was to her.

My heart pounded.

My blood sizzled.

I clenched my jaw, working to keep my hands loose at my sides.

My eyes looked forward, my feet kept moving, and I shouldered my way past the throng of restaurant goers standing at the bar, waiting for their turn to eat at the exclusive restaurant.

Turning sideways, keeping pace, I slipped between tables, and followed Adrik’s broad motherfucking back as he ducked through a doorway that had a little plaque with the word private scrawled across it.

Finally, I saw her. A wide smile was spread across her face, and she looked so damn beautiful my heart ached. Then her gaze flicked to mine, and the whole world stilled.

It was like the air had been sucked out of the room. Everyone else faded to the background. Thunder roared in my ears and my lungs burned, desperate for salvation.

Ellie moved first. She blinked slowly and that smile she wore changed from simply pleasant to absolute joy. And just like that, I could breathe again.

Fuck.

I needed this woman so much.

Did she know? Could she tell?

Ellie was everything right with this fucked up world. And she was mine.

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