Page 123 of The Baby Twist
“Thanks.”
“Is this everything?” I pointed to her luggage and boxes that sat against the wall.
“Yeah. That’s everything.”
“The movers are coming to collect your things and bring them to my penthouse. Are you ready to do this?”
“Are you?” Her brow arched.
A small smile crossed my lips as I placed my hand on the small of her back, and we left the apartment.
Levi and Jordyn were our witnesses. I slipped the diamond band on Stella’s finger, and she slipped the black tungsten band on mine. When the magistrate pronounced us husband and wife, I inhaled an uneasy breath. Leaning in, I softly kissed Stella’s lips.
“Congrats, you two.” Levi smiled. “Never thought I’d see this day.” He patted my back.
“Be quiet. You know it’s not real.”
“I tend to disagree with you, my friend. I can’t wait until you introduce your wife to your uncle tomorrow night.”
“I don’t want to think about that right now.” I sighed.
Sean drove Stella and me back to my penthouse.
“Welcome to your new home for the next year,” I said as we stepped off the elevator.
Stella
My new address was on Park Avenue, Penthouse 16B. I stepped off the elevator and lost my breath at the beauty of the home that was mine for the next year. A grand foyer with beautiful Parquet wood floors and floor-to-ceiling windows with the most spectacular view of the city and Central Park.
“How big is this place?” I asked.
“It’s thirty-five hundred square feet with three bedrooms and four bathrooms.” He smiled.
“Kind of big for a bachelor, don’t you think?” I glanced at him as he showed me around the monstrous place.
He chuckled. “It was in foreclosure, and I got a hell of a deal—too good to pass up. This is your room. Feel free to decorate it any way you want.”
“It’s beautiful the way it is.” I smiled.
“Monday, Dora, my maid, will be here. She works Monday through Friday. You’ll like her.”
“She’s not working today?”
“Under the circumstances, I gave her the day off. “Come on. I’ll show you the other wing where my bedroom is located.” He took hold of my hand.
“Wow. Your room is double the size of my apartment.” I smiled.
“And my bed is very comfortable.” He reached around and unzipped my dress. “We do need to consummate our marriage.” He slid the dress off me.
“Yeah. I think we do.” I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Before I knew it, he had me lying on the bed, fully naked, exploring me with his mouth as my body trembled. He thrust inside me as his muscular body hovered over me. Intoxication took over as our lips tangled and his thrusting increased. I was in such bliss that I didn’t even realize he forgot to use a condom. Shit.
“God, that was good,” he breathlessly spoke, pulling out of me and rolling onto his back.
I looked over at him. “You didn’t use a condom.”
“Why would I? You’re on the pill. We didn’t use one last time.” He reached over and softly stroked my cheek. Sitting up, he pulled on his underwear. “We need to go over some rules, Stella.”
