Page 26 of Cocky M.D.
Olivia chuckled and asked, “Is that bad?”
Britney was probably exactly like Ruby—raised in luxury, and nothing fazed her, as she knew that with the snap of her fingers, she could have whatever she wanted. While that had been my childhood, too, Olivia represented something of a novelty, and her reactions made me study her. “It’s sweet and one of the benefits of picking you as my wife.”
She put her pen to the paper and signed the last page then flipped through the first few and initialed all the spots. When she finished, she pushed the paper back at me and said, “Done, and I’m ready.”
I laughed, as she hadn’t done much negotiating at all. I hoped she’d worked out whatever doubts plagued her. “And you’re okay with setting the wedding date as soon as possible?”
She pointed out the window and asked, “Can we have it there, in the backyard?” Simplicity worked, and she would likely get along with doctors’ spouses, none of whom had my resources.
“That’s all you want?”
She nodded, and that was all it took for me, as now we could do whatever she wanted.
“It’s pretty here.” She sucked in her bottom lip.
I wasn’t sure why she hadn’t kissed me yet. I wanted those lips on me. “Will you want any particular witnesses?”
She stood, and I jumped up with the hope that she would finally start touching me.
“My family is away, and that’s tomorrow’s goal… tell them I’m getting married.”
I stopped and asked quickly, “Why did you wait?” I swallowed and stared at her lips. If I were leading, I would have already pushed her against the wall, but it was important that she chose us.
“I wanted us to have this conversation and sort out… me. Now let’s head to the bedroom.”
No rug for a quickie, though I imagined it quickly. I led her to the dining room, where a display of rings was set up, then we would head upstairs.
She stilled and pressed her hand to my heart. “These rings are pretty. But I thought we were going to the store.”
I pressed on her lower back, half daring myself to break my vow. “I figured we could move this part up and not have to go anywhere. As a Dawes, I can have the store showcase brought to me.”
She picked up some of the rings, her eyes wide. “I’m used to standing in line.”
I pressed my body against hers and asked, “Is that why you’re making me wait?”
She turned toward me, and my heart lifted as she said, “I didn’t think we’d make this stop right now.”
I traced her arm. “I followed your list, and I don’t want you regretting anything.”
Olivia curled her hands around my waist. “We’ll get to know each other with time.” “
“I’d like to take my time and savor you.”
“Good plan.”
My heart rate sped up.That’s fucking good.But her lips hadn’t gone up to meet mine, and my body tensed. “So once you’ve picked, we can head to your apartment.”
She picked up a ring and asked, “Do you like this ring?”
I nodded. “It’s pear-shaped, which I should have known was your style.”
She put it on her finger and held out her hand. “Why?”
I almost broke my vow, as her skin looked delicious, but I let her go and said, “Because you’re unusual and sweet.”
She didn’t move, and my heart thumped.
“Bradley is quiet,” she said.
