Page 88 of The Fox

I find him, the gleam in his eyes telling me he’s proud of me, and I could soar.

“Come.”

I fall. ????I let go of every doubt, of every safehold I’ve created for myself. What is left of the walls Rhodes has plowed through are blown to dust as I shatter, and I revel in this feeling. I don’t have to be anything other than his at this moment. There is no pressure to answer demands or to dictate what happens. I don’t have to stress, or coordinate, or be Amelia Conte, The Fox.

????I fall.

I know that he will catch me, he will guide me home. I am safe here, with him.

The cresting of waves coursing through me are unending, a perpetual crashing that brings me to oblivion. ????I tip into the stars, shattering into a supernova. I am fluid and starlight, all I can do is focus on what is happening right now.

On his voice.

The way his hands know my body.

The way he brings me higher and higher, still.

“Atta girl,kochanie.”

I hear it, the whispers of him reaching my ears, and all I can do is simply smile. I allow myself to float before slowly coming back to reality. Stretching my legs out, I feel the fabric of our clothing on the floor.

“Did I really just do that?” I ask, feeling the heat creep along my cheeks.

He chuckles, pulling me close. “You did. It was glorious.” A kiss falls onto my temple. “I thought you were packing.”

“I was, but then I got all horny, so I decided to take care of it. I didn’t think you’d walk in, Ro.”

I wasn’t planning on him seeing me use my vibrator.How does he always know?I lay with Rhodes a bit before sitting up, and begin to fold the clothing, so I can actually pack. “I bet I have several messages when we return to cell service.” I sigh, the heaviness I haven’t felt while being here settling back into my bones.

Since Rhodes took out Medina, things have been fine, almost normal even. I think my anxiety stems from Duncan being in charge and not being able to text him. It isn’t that I don’t trust him. He’s just been…off. I can’t put my finger on it, but I also trust Parker, so, as long as she says things are fine, then that’s what they are.

I hear Rhodes rustling around, packing the things near him, the feeling of being content makes me smile. Here we are, doing the most mundane of things, and I have so much love for it. Zipping up my luggage, I lean against it to stand. I spin around, looking for my clothes, only to find a smirking Rhodes holding them.

“Give me a kiss, pretty girl.” I shake my head, internally giggling at his antics. I stand on my tiptoes, kissing Rhodes softly at first and then deepening it. He hands me my leggings and sweater before grabbing my leather jacket, helping me into it.

I gather Lennon, double check I haven’t left anything and head to the front door where Rhodes is waiting.

“Ready?”

“Let’s go home.”

CHAPTER 64

Amelia---Date Night

There are flowers on my nightstand, soft hues of pinks and creams gentle against vibrant greens. A card is propped against the vase and I can’t help but smile. Rhodes has been leaving little pieces of love around my life, glimmers of happiness that I cannot bring myself to refuse.

Wrapping my cardigan around myself, my bare feet dig into the plush carpet as I reach for the cardstock, eagerly anticipating what I’ll find. He’s been sweet since that weekend at the lake, and despite the fact that I am swamped with negotiations over Medina’s territory, Rhodes has ensured that I am taken care of.

I carefully unfold the card, smiling at his messy scrawl.

Kochanie,

There’s a dress hanging in the closet. Wear it. Keep your hair down, baby.

No, don’t think. Just do.

I’ll be waiting for you at seven. I love you until the heavens fall.

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