Page 42 of The Marriage Auction 2: Part 3

Not a lot of people would venture down this path of questioning, when the subject was so touchy, but she seemed perfectly content and willing to share her own pain and recovery.

“I am.” Gio said and cleared his throat. His body became tense and more rigid as he sucked down almost a half glass of wine.

She patted his hand. “Good. And you have Jules to fall back on.”

“I’m very grateful for that.” He nodded, his tone becoming a bit curt.

She smiled so sweetly. “Joel will give you my number. If you ever want to talk to someone who’s been through what you have, I’m a phone call away.” Then she looked at me. “Both of you.”

“Thank you. That’s very kind.”

“What can I say, I’m kind. But I’m also that kind of girl who would like to get toasty and have tipsy fun with my husband when we put the girls to bed. So fill ’er up, Jules.” She pushed her empty wine glass my way.

I chuckled and refilled her glass and Giovanni’s.

The appetizers came, followed quickly by the entrees and we ate heartily, lots of oohs and ahhs all around. The girls were keeping themselves busy, coloring, playing on their parents’ phones, and even running around the empty room, hiding under tables, and giggling themselves silly. Joel kept his eyes on each one, but let them have their fun. Faith, on the other hand, was drink for drink with me. Each of us having a one-track mind toward drunk sexy time with our handsome husbands.

Faith then coaxed me into planning a vacation where Giovanni and I would come and visit them in Greece for our postponed honeymoon. Which I thought was a fantastic idea.

“Gio! We’re going to Greece!” I hollered and Faith clinked her glass with mine sloshing red wine onto the white tablecloth. “Whoopsie,” I said and then grabbed the bread basket and covered it. “All better.”

“You are sooooooooo smart!” she gushed. “No one will even know.” She put a finger to her lips and made a loud shushing noise.

“All right, it’s dessert time!” Gio called out and the girls came running, squealing as little ones often did.

The waiter brought out one of everything on the menu and we all descended on the treats like scavengers.

“I have a little surprise for my wife,” Gio announced as he extended his hand. Lee came out of nowhere and handed him a manila envelope.

“Lee? Where you been?” I asked, thinking he could add ninja to his resume.

He chuckled and then shook his head. “Doing my job. Keeping an eye on you two, not that you need it with Joel’s security. Two per person, Joel? Nice.”

“I don’t leave my family’s safety to chance.” Joel stated, serious as a heart attack.

“Whoa, that was hot,” I blurted.

“Right? He makes me melt. So hot I want to climb him like a tree,” Faith breathed, clearly about ready to do just that.

“You want to climb Daddy?” Penny asked. “You’re too big.”

“Psshhh! I assure you I’m not, little miss!” Faith grinned, her gaze plastered to Joel’s smirking face.

“Later, my love.” Joel brought the conversation back to Gio. “Now what is this surprise?”

Gio rubbed his thumb across his bottom lip, and just that move made me want to bend over his lap and get spanked. It had been a while since he’d given me a good spanking, and right now, that was all I could think about.

“Open the envelope, Jules.”

I pouted, wanting more than anything to leave and start our second party. Alone. In our bedroom. With both of us naked. I opened my mouth to tell him so, but he must have deduced where my thoughts had gone. He blocked my mouth with his thumb over my lips. “Open the envelope. Playtime later.” He used the Dom voice, and my panties went damp.

I bit his thumb, and his eyes darkened with lust.

With shaking fingers, I pulled out the paperwork. It was hard to decipher what I was looking at in my drunken state. “This is about FM Enterprises.”

He nodded. “I’ve signed my parent’s half of the company over to you. The business is yours, Jules. After the judge’s ruling today, you now own seventy-five percent of FM Enterprises.”

“Holy shit!” Faith breathed.

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