Page 54 of Nobody Wants Me
I hated my husband.It didn’t matter that he had kissed me just this morning in a way that made my toes curl.Nor did it matter that he had taken care of me, cooked me breakfast, and taken me for a nice long walk on the beach.He had been totally and completely dreamy.None of that mattered, because right now, I hated him.
I got to my feet, and I was panting.
My training had continued and The Butcher was doing the hand-to-hand combat, and getting my defensive skills working.Victor was going for the attack.I had to keep attacking him, which ended up with me on the ground and him holding me in some way.Usually, with him saying, “Now you’re dead.”I was getting tired of being the one that was dead.
He wanted me to attack him, only it was useless.I couldn’t get close to him.I had attempted to attack him up top, down below, and then went for his stomach.Nothing.I was no match for him.
This time, I charged at him, only I went down and wrapped my arms around one of his ankles.“I am not letting go,” I said.
“Freya?”
“No, I am going to win this one.I am not letting go.”
And like that, he started to move me across the sand, and he did so without even seeming to break into a sweat.This was not fair.I growled, and without warning him, I wrapped both my arms around his ankles.Victor was not expecting this kind of attack, and even to my surprise it seemed to work, and he stumbled.I worked on that stumble, helping him fall to the ground.
He did end up flat on his back, and I took full advantage by crawling up his body and sitting on him.I put a hand on his chest, and in that moment I was victorious.
“I win, and you’re dead.”
He grabbed my hips, and I squealed as within seconds, I was no longer on top but flat on my back, and he had a hand on my neck.Victor didn’t tighten his grip.He held onto me and let me know he was in charge.
I must be a little strange because I liked him holding me in place.Yeah, something was very wrong with me as I looked up.He looked so damn sexy.
“Now I’m dead,” I said.“That’s a shame because I could have totally kissed you.”
I don’t know where that had come from.Just that I had been thinking about our shared kiss for a long time.Even now, my lips tingled from it.I wanted him to kiss me again.
As I stared up at him, I could feel myself practically begging him to kiss me.I didn’t ask him to.I didn’t know if I should.Would it be wrong to kiss him again?After all, he was my husband.We should be able to kiss?Did that make me weak?
We didn’t have the best start, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t have a good marriage.I know Victor.He was helping keep me safe, and as much as I hated to admit this, I was attracted to him.
Sure, there were parts of him I didn’t like.Like the fact he destroyed my quilt.I was never going to forget that.Would I hold that against him forever?
“Kiss me,” I said.
I don’t know why I asked him, but I wanted him to kiss me.
Victor let go of my neck, and without another word, he leaned in close and kissed me.His lips on mine felt so perfect.I didn’t want that one kiss to end.It made my toes curl and felt so good.
Victor placed both of his hands either side of my head, and I wrapped mine around his neck, drawing him close.It took me several attempts to get him to hold me, and he finally did.He dropped his body weight on me and I liked it.I liked holding him and feeling his arms wrapped around me as we kissed.
The kiss started out slow, and he explored my lips.Running his tongue across my bottom lip, and I wanted to taste him, so I pressed my tongue in the same way he did for me.I didn’t want to stop.
I don’t know how he felt, but with our bodies so close together, I felt the hard length of him pressed against my stomach.Victor was aroused, and I knew I was wet.
Time passed and slowly Victor brought the kiss to a stop.Staring up at him, I pressed my palm against his cheek.
“Are you okay?”he asked.
“Yeah, but that was some kiss.”
This made him laugh.
“I don’t want you to divorce me.”
This was a surprise.“What?”
“Look, I’m not claiming to love you, but I do care about you, Freya.I don’t want to marry anyone else.I’m asking you to settle for me.To let me give you a good life.I won’t be a prick to you.I won’t destroy another quilt.I will accept your gifts.We’ll make this work.”
