Page 23 of The Facilitator: Part 3
“I was thinking the same.”
“We need to move,” I said, smiling at her.
“Maybe, we have to consider work,” she replied. “I want to work.”
“We can still work. I’ll… I’ll buy a business for you,” I said, laughing. She slapped my chest.
“You’ll do no such thing.”
“I bought Jerry’s company because of you,” I said quietly.
“You bought Jerry’s company because it was a good deal,” she replied.
“No, it was an okay deal. I wasn’t convinced until I met you,” I confessed.
She turned to face me. “Are you being serious?”
“Am I ever not serious where you and my business are concerned?” I challenged.
“Well, then I guess I should be flattered. You have some strange ways, Mr. Miller. You could have just asked me out instead of spending millions.”
“You didn’t like me, remember?” I smiled and sipped my champagne.
She laughed. “No, I didn’t. How very foolish of me to have wasted those precious few days, because if Iremember rightly, you bedded me before I disliked you,” she said.
“Bedded,” I repeated, and then laughed.
She leaned over and kissed the side of my lips. “I love you so much it hurts sometimes,” she said quietly.
“I have a cure for hurt,” I said, smirking.
“I’m sure you do and I’ll take you up on that offer in a little while. Right now, I’m enjoying having my husband all to myself, something I haven’t had in a while.”
“Let’s go to the States,” I said.
“I have a business to run, I can’t keep popping off all over the place at short notice,” she said, laughing.
I didn’trunany of my businesses. I oversaw them all, obviously, but from a distance. I had the luxury ofpopping offwhenever I felt like it.
“Tell me when, and I’ll sort out flights.”
“It would be nice to meet the baby, wouldn’t it?” she said, and I could see excitement in her eyes. “But…Daniel,” she said.
“We’re not hiding from him, Lauren,” I replied, surprised.
“I know, but do we want that hassle?”
“He’s not hassle, not to me, anyway,” I said, smiling. I was looking forward to coming face-to-face with him. And like last time, he wouldn’t be face-to-face for very long.
I wanted him to surface and us being in the US might do that, not that I had genuinely thought that when I’d mentioned returning.
She shivered and pulled her robe tighter. “Shall we go in?” I offered and she nodded.
I took her glass and carried both and the bottle back to the bedroom. She slipped off her robe and picked up the cock ring.
“Have you ever used one?” she asked.
“No,” I replied, taking it from her. While I stroked my cock so it was hard enough to slip the ring on and set the vibrations to gentle, she slipped off her robe and climbed on the bed, waiting for me.
