I chuckle, stepping closer. “I love your hair like this.” She's fantastically beautiful, with her hair full and sexy, framing her perfect face, and highlighting her graceful neck, and delicate collarbone. Her feline eyes glow with the flames as my hand moves to encircle that neck, offering a squeeze and positioning her how I want her at the perfect angle take her lip in a soft kiss.
Against her lips, I murmur, “Wait here.”
My good girl is right where I left her when I return with our necessities.
“Xander?”
“Yes, baby?” Moving next to the bed, I double checked the positioning.
“What are you doing?”
Looking up, I meet her gaze. “Memories, London. I want to capture all my memories with you.”
London’s breath hitches as I hold up the camera, snapping a pic.
“To commemorate tonight, you being here and finally realizing you’re mine… and I’ve always been yours.”
Another soft gasp fills the space between us.
Click.
“Everything changes tonight, baby.”
Click.
My voice is rough as gravel when I growl, “Undress for me.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
XANDER
“You’re a gift. A prize I'll never deserve but I’ll always work to earn.”
Click.
“I never know what to expect when I’m with you.”
Click.
“That smart mouth, issuing a challenge at every turn.”
Click.
“You’re like no one else and you’ve completely captured my heart.”
Click.
“Xan…”
I zoom in on her face, those fascinating eyes wide and bright in the candlelight.
“I knew you’d be lovely, a vision, bathed in candlelight like this.”
A soft smile lifts her lips, and I snap another few dozen pictures of her perfect face before I set a timer and move the camera to a tripod next to the bed to capture every moment.
The erratic beat of my heart somehow echoes the soft pants escaping London’s parted lips.
“Wait, just let me look at you, savor this moment.” Standing tall, she complies, allowing me the time to relish her. “I can’t believe you’re finally here. I’ve wished and waited for this. We’ll always have these pictures to display in our bedroom, but I want to brand tonight into my brain.”