Page 81 of David's Love

“I’ll find something for you to do.”

“What about school?”

“We’ll work around your schedule.”

“I can’t travel with you.”

He has a mischievous smile on his face.

“It’s part of your job. You’ll be my shadow. Or I’ll be your shadow. You pick.”

I sag back in my seat, a smile tugging at my lips.

“You’re serious about it,” I say quietly.

“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life.”

15

ELIZABETH

My life shiftsin a split second.

It’s like a comet has swept through my life, setting everything alight.

Last night was out of this world.

It was like we had removed the context of our regular lives and lived entirely for those precious moments.

He was no longer David Moore, the intimidating billionaire and eccentric heartthrob who had women on retainer.

He was no longer the uprooted man, the worldly man, the uncommitted man.

He was the man from before he became wealthy.

He was simply strong, courageous, honest, and straightforward. Not once did I have the feeling that I had a stranger in my house.

That feeling that he had just come home permeated the entire evening.

We chatted, showered, and went to bed like any other couple.

He couldn’t wait to bury himself in me, and I couldn’t wait to feel him hot and passionate atop me.

The moment we reconnected physically was the moment we had removed from memory what brought us to that point.

We didn’t talk about Keith, role playing, or even our mutual friends.

We loved each other like our bond was real.

Because it was real.

He left early in the morning with the promise to see me again in the evening and a to-do list for me.

I need to give notice at work and get ready to start working for him on Monday.

I still don’t know what exactly that job entails and how this is going to work. Most of my classes are in the morning, so I can work in the afternoon.

He’ll need to accommodate me in that regard.

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