Page 116 of Peaceful Chaos

"Is this okay? I've never been anywhere before and I thought this sounded romantic. I'm doing it wrong, aren't I? We never took a honeymoon."

Instead of answering me she jumps into my arms and kisses me. Her tongue tangles with mine, and my mind blanks out.

"Not again!" Lucien cries out. "Every time I come over I catch you groping my sister."

Pulling my mouth away from hers I scowl at her brother. "Here's a radical concept. Try knocking."

"Not that you'd have heard me, and then you'd have missed your ride to the airport."

"Right now?" Raven squeaks.

I swat her on the ass, more aware now how erotic she sees that action thanks to her reading choices. "I already packed you a bag."

"Maybe I should double check it. Did you even pack clothes?"

"You'll just have to find out," I tease her.

Lucien, the asshat, ruins my joke. "Amber helped him."

Grabbing her hand, I tug her out the door. While we're gone Ford will oversee the finishing of her library. Jen, Amber, and Tessa offered to put away her books the way they swear she'd want and decorate the rest of the room.

"C'mon, princess. We've got a plane to catch."

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Raven

"I don't wantto go back," I pout.

Two weeks in a hut over the turquoise water in Fiji has redefined my definition of heaven. Combine that with a mostly naked Sin, and I'm dreading getting back on the plane to go home.

Sin kisses the side of my neck. "I am going to miss these tiny bikinis you've been wearing."

He tugs at the strings of my top, and the triangular scraps flop down. My fingers clutch in his hair as his hot mouth latches on to my aching breast.

"Do we have time for this?" I moan.

"I'll be fast," he promises.

We've had this argument before. Even though I'm always right, I still can't say no to him. "You always say you'll be fast, and you never are."

He switches his attention to my other breast and mumbles against my skin. "I’d say that makes you a lucky woman."

His hand slips down my stomach and into the bottoms of my bikini. "Or, maybe I'm the lucky one," his voice rumbles, betraying his arousal.

Turns out we were both very lucky, and nearly too late for our plane. Totally worth it.

After more than ten hours on a plane, Sin is more excited than exhausted, while I'm nearly dead on my feet.

He takes my hand and practically drags me through the house. "Sin, surely you can show me the sex room after we sleep for about a year."

He takes out a skeleton key from his pocket and unlocks the door. Thanks to the time difference and flight time it's early afternoon. The light pours in through the large bay window, showing the white-capped waves rolling to shore.

I haven't seen this view since we took possession of the house. From nearly that first moment, he told me he was working on something and kept the door locked. Honestly, after I found blueprints for a sauna, I’ve been a bit afraid to ask him what he’s doing in there.

He looks nervous as he pushes the door open wider. A gasp escapes my lips as the rest of the room comes into view. Three of the four walls are covered in built-in bookshelves. All my books, of which I've collected hundreds in recent months, are displayed by color.

I'd shown Amber a picture I saw online of someone's library and told her I wanted something similar. I never expected to see it recreated in my own home.

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