Page 61 of Hale's Pawn
I jump up on my knees and lean in, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Hi,” I say and sit back down.
“You must be tired still, huh?” he teases. I nod. “Come here.” Oran doesn’t give me the chance to get to him. He wraps his arm around my midsection and pulls me to sit on top of him.
“What time is it? What have you guys been doing all day? I can’t believe I’ve been asleep all day.”
Oran chuckles. “Honey, you’ve been asleep for a day and a half, basically.”
“Whaaaaaaaat? No way, I don’t believe you,” I say.
Karessa laughs. “You have! I thought you were dead at one point, but Oran demonstrated for us that you were very much alive and well.”
I cock my brow. “How?”
Oran pulls his phone out and shows me the evidence. I watch as Oran gets me out of the burrito he put me in and lays next to me. Out of instinct, I turn and climb on top of him and my hand ends up in his hair. He shakes his head while I hear Jagger and Karessa laugh in the background, they must be the ones recording it. Oran then moves me off him and he sits up. All of a sudden, I groan and move to him, wrapping my hand around his waist. “Oh my God,” I say. Then he takes my hand and kisses my palm three times and my body relaxes. “What the hell?” I’m so embarrassed.
I give him his phone and cover my face. I feel as Oran turns me on his lap. I feel his kisses on the back of my hands and my neck, then behind my ear. “Don’t be embarrassed, I love it and I love you,” he whispers. “Now, watch this movie, it’s cute.”
“What movie is it?” I ask opening my fingers to look through them.
“The Wedding Date.”
“The one with Dermot Mulroney?” I ask.
Oran glares at me as I sit up and turn towards the television. “Yes,” he answers. “You’ve seen it?”
“Yeah, but it’s been so long. Ooh, it’s still the beginning, yay! I haven’t missed his shower scene. He’s my baby daddy.”
Oran slaps my thigh. “Cut it out. You had your one and only hall pass, baby. No more.”
I whimper. “Can I change it?”
Oran nips at my shoulder as he slips his hand underneath the shirt and into my bralette. He cups one of my breasts and continues to watch the movie, completely ignoring me. I’ve officially been dismissed.
31
Oran
The smellof baked goods fills the downstairs area when I get there after a fresh shower. Jagger and Karessa are at the kitchen counter, sitting on their stools, watching something outside. “What are you guys doing?”
“Watching your wife,” Jagger says. “She’s fucking good.”
“I agree,” Karessa says. “She might be my shero.”
I grab a chocolate chip muffin and get closer to see what they’re talking about. Ainslee is wearing workout gear, except her shorts are basically fucking underwear. She and Mikonos spar like they’re doing a dance. Something they’ve mastered. She cracks her neck when Mikonos switches spots with another dude. “Who the fuck is that and the rest of the other men?” I ask.
“Apparently, they’ve been in Cancun with us since we got here?” Jagger says.
“Huh,” I answer. I watch as Ainslee smiles, but it isn’t the smiles she gives me. It’s one of a killer. One who has seen too much and one that knows how to shut it all off if she has to. I watch as the guy catches her. He hits her and I stand, ready to beat his ass, but then I watch as Ainslee retaliates and I’m in awe of how fast she does it. Her hair is in a bun and all her features are clear as day. I’m in awe of my wife as she roundhouse kicks this dude in the face and he drops.
Ainslee is breathing hard and I want to bend her over the table and fuck her senseless. Deep down inside of me, I smile because I’m breaking her apart. Piece by piece, she’s chipping away. She turns those cold, dead eyes on me and it freaks me out, but also turns me the fuck on some more. Mikonos grabs her face and makes her look at him. He says some words to her and she steps to him, but he simply mushes her face. He doesn’t let her fall, but he does laugh and she breaks, laughing. She shoves him, flipping him the finger. She walks back into the house while the guys go somewhere else. “Morning, guys. Hope you enjoy the muffins and cupcakes.” She looks at me. “Avoid the chocolate chip muffins, they might have a little bit of poison in them.” She blows me a kiss and walks away to go shower.
Jagger throws his head back, laughing hard. I continue to eat the muffin like it's nothing. Karessa looks at the muffin and then me. I’m glad she knows I’m just as insane as my wife. “I’m going to go see if she wants to go out shopping. Just us girls though.” Karessa gets up, leans over and kisses Jagger.
The girls come downstairs a couple of hours later while Jagger and I are in the pool relaxing. I look at Ainslee who has her hair down in its curly, halo state, falling to mid-back. Her little floral ruffle dress is sexy; its mid-thigh, quarter sleeve and corset like. It pushes her breasts up more, making them look delicious. I count each button on her dress. She’s wearing white sneakers with it. Ainslee is trying to avoid eye contact, but I also know how to fuck with someone’s mind. I swim over to the edge of the pool that she’s near. I plant my hands on the edge and pull myself up. I let her take me in while in swim trunks. I push my hair back and walk over to her. Ainslee’s eyes are wide, but she hasn’t moved. “Do you know what I don’t like, Bug?”
“What?” she says breathlessly. I watch as her hand reaches out to touch my chest but she stops and instead puts her finger in her mouth. She bites down on her finger as she follows the water flowing down my body until they disappear in my swim trunks.
“When my wife acts like she can’t acknowledge me. Now, are you going to not acknowledge me?” I taunt her.
