Page 70 of Broken Promises

“You’ve got it.”

I quickly say goodbye and glance at my wife again. “You owe me, Princess.”

She smiles and slinks her hand up my thigh and to my belt.

“What are you doing?” I ask, my eyes darting back and forth between the road and her hand.

“I don’t like being in debt,” she says, her voice taking on a sexy note as she quickly undoes my belt and pants.

“Willa, this is a bad idea.”

“I don’t know what you mean,” she says, rubbing her hand over my erection.

“Fuck! Take me out, Princess.” I lift a little to help her. The moment she’s able to get me out of my pants and in her hand, she lowers her mouth and takes me to the back of her throat. “Holy fucking shit.”

“Mmm,” she hums around me. It’s taking everything I have to concentrate on driving. I throw my directional on and quickly pull over onto a dark side street. Leaning my seat back, I grab her hair and direct her head.

“Just like that. Fuck, Willa you’re so good at that.” She sucks me like she’s being paid to do it. She takes me down her throat,swallowing every time. “I’m going to come. Swallow everything.” I moan and unload into her soft, perfect mouth.

She smiles as she pulls off me with a pop.

I cradle her jaw in my hand, pulling her to me and kissing her senseless. “Let’s get home, Princess.”

THIRTY-THREE

willa

Christmas is tomorrow.I’ve spent the entire month of December either in Declan’s arms, at his games, or doing promotional stuff for the upcoming tour. I’ve never been more busy or more happy than I have been since I married Dec. I still haven’t told him I love him. I know I do. I had that revelation one night while he was sleeping, and I just watched him, loving every little twitch and noise he made. If only I could get the words out instead of struggling like they’re physically thick in my throat.

I wish this was something I could talk to Belle about. Trying to explain to her that I haven’t been able to tell my husband I love him without also explaining that I lied to her about why I married him is impossible. We leave for the tour in two weeks. I need to tell him before we leave. Our time together will be limited for two whole months.

“Blue with snowflakes or elves loading Santa’s sleigh?” Declan holds out two rolls of wrapping paper.

“Snowflakes for adults. Elves for Cora.”

“Duh. That was so obvious,” he mutters to himself, making his way back to the stack of boxes he needs to wrap. He got everyone his jersey, but he’s extremely excited about the small one he found for Cora. He also bought her a plush hockey puckand a mini stick. Uncle Declan has quickly become her favorite person without really trying.

I watch as he wraps each gift with care before placing it under the tree. I usually decorate my tree with silver and red ornaments, but Declan wanted black and gold to match his team’s colors. I have to admit; it looks really good.

“I don’t see any presents under here for me.” I look up from the monster romance Jo let me borrow to see an exaggerated pout. He smiles when I laugh at him.

“I hid them. I didn’t trust you not to peek.”

Declan gasps and clutches his chest like he’s appalled by the accusations. I laugh at his antics, watching the amusement in his eyes morph into pure love. The way he looks at me simultaneously stops my heart and kickstarts it. It melts every doubt I have about our relationship. Declan took a wrecking ball to the walls I built around my heart without me noticing. Or maybe he was already behind those walls before they were built.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” he asks. I can see the smile in his eyes. He knows exactly how I’m looking at him.

“How am I looking at you, husband?” I tease, getting off the couch and making myself comfortable in his lap where he’s sitting in front of the tree.

“Like I’m all you see.”

I cradle his face in my hands, feeling the scratchy stubble along his jaw. “You’ve always been all I could see.”

Declan surges forward, kissing my lips so desperately I’m sure they’ll bruise.

“You better have made room in your fridge!”

Declan growls against my lips but doesn’t move away from me.

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