Page 32 of Keeping My Wife
Planninga wedding in a week plus working like a demon on projects before the holiday was going to actually take me out. She finally got the prenup for me to sign the Monday before the wedding.
My exhausted ass ended up at Maxie’s house every night without fail. Even as burned out as I was, I was hungry for her. The sex was intense and off the charts.
As if both of us were aware things were changing in some fundamental way.
On Wednesday night, I collapsed next to her, sweat sheening off every inch of me. “Jesus.”
“And all the holy ghosts, angels, and whatever else is up there.” She gasped out a laugh. “I didn’t know your hips could do that.”
I turned my head and grinned at her. “Ditto.” I needed to touch her even as every muscle was crying out with fatigue. I hauled her to lay half on me and stroked down her thigh.
She nuzzled against my chest. “Gonna be official tomorrow.”
“I know. I can’t wait.”
She traced little circles along my stomach. “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.” I caught her fingers and brought them to my mouth. “We got this. However, I can’t stay overnight.”
“You can’t?” She propped herself up on her elbow. “Why?”
“Bad luck.”
She wrinkled her nose. “You don’t believe in that stuff, do you?”
“Not taking any chances.”
She slid out of my arms and grabbed my flannel off the edge of the bed.
Damn, I never tired of that particular view. She buttoned two of them to keep it closed, leaving a tantalizing strip of breast and thigh as she crossed the room to the hall.
Not having a bathroom in the primary bedroom was a pain in the ass. It would also be a big expense for the renovations, but it would be worth it for the backend when she had guests. However, I did have one surprise for her.
I could drop off and sleep for days, but I wanted one thing for just us.
I got dressed. As I was tucking in my thermal shirt, she came back in.
“Do you want this back?”
“Nope.” I drew her into my arms and snaked a hand under the tail to cup her ass. “Looks better on you.”
She rolled her eyes. “I don’t want you to go.”
I dropped a kiss on her mouth. “After tomorrow you can’t get rid of me.”
“For a year anyway.”
She kept making those comments, but I knew I just had to wait her out. She’d figure out I wasn’t going anywhere eventually.
“Get some rest. Big day tomorrow.” I poured everything into the kiss. All my promises and love that she didn’t quite believe yet.
When I drew back her eyes were wide and unsure.
“Two o’clock.”
She nodded. “I’ll be there.”
“Good.”
