Page 88 of Blinded By The Sun
“You can always be yourself with me, Cir.” My sweet baby says to me as she opens her eyes.
I smirk, but I can feel the emotions overwhelm me. I reach out with a trembling hand, touching her still flat belly. “Thank you,” I say to her.
“Anything and everything for you, Ciro Gaël Sarkozy. I’d do it all over, just to have 10 minutes of your time.”
“Everything?” I ask King just to be sure.
“Everything.” She smiles at me. “Come here.” I smile because those are my words. I do as she says as I push her up a bit on the big ass couch. I lay my head down on her flat belly. She runs her fingers through my hair while my hands find their way inside her shirt. “You didn’t forget my shades,” Kingsley says.
“What?” I ask her as I kiss her belly.
“My shades because I’m forever blinded by you,” she says.
“I love you, Kingsley Sarkozy, my wife.”
“I love you too, Ciro, the only sun that shines in my life with no end.”
I kiss her belly.
