Page 92 of Now and Forever

This new relationship required time to blossom. We were simply ironing the kinks and curves. Disclosing my past wasn’t an easy task, even though it had happened years ago. I hoped she understood that much. It might take time for her to forgive me, and I deserved her disdain, but all I wished was for her not to shut me out.

The tremors in her body slowly began to ebb away. I heard her take a deep breath. I wasn’t sure if it was due to annoyance or relief.

“I’m sorry about what took place earlier. My guilt’s eating at me. I’ve been so blinded by hurt I didn’t fully analyze any other possibilities as to why you’d be keeping an old wedding picture. As for you not telling me about your past…It sucks to find out this way, but at the same time, I understand it’s hard to recall hurtful memories, most especially since you lost two of the most important people in your life. My insecurity—my jealousy got the best of me. It shouldn’t have, but it did.” Her tiny voice echoed in the still silence of the bedroom. “There’s nothing to forgive, Jared.” Hearing her say it was a balm to my soul. It eased the tension that racked through me. “Just no more secrets, okay? I don’t think I can cope if you bombard me with another,” she added with an edge to her tone, as if sending me a warning.

“None. I have nothing left to hide.” Relief washed over me as my lips kissed the skin on her neck.

We stayed in this position for another hour, simply absorbing each other and revitalizing our drained energies. We stayed silent, but this time, her arms stayed atop my own, reassuring whatever qualms I had left.

After we left my bedroom, Gisele quickly freshened up before we strode hand in hand towards the kitchen to satiate our grumbling bellies. The rest of the day, we spent it catching up on films we hadn’t seen. Entwined in our home’s movie theater, we made love in between films.

I realized what it meant to almost lose her. I wouldn’t let anything—or anyone—come in between us. It was rather a tall order, but giving up on her was out of the question. Not now, not ever. She was mine, and she would remain mine.

Since I had skipped heading to the headquarters due to excessive drinking the day prior, I understood I had to spend my Saturday stuck in my workroom at the headquarters, finishing the five projects we were in the middle of developing.

Although we’d been communicating through text messaging all throughout the day, I didn’t manage to part from work until past midnight. Starved and exhausted, I entered the compound with the thought of going through leftovers while Gisele sat on my lap as she gave me a rundown of her day. Earlier, she had mentioned having a fun, quiet night, but since it was rather late, I doubted we’d have anything except a quick shag before passing out cold. Tomorrow held the same schedule for me. I had to meet with my sparring partner early in the morning before heading back out to the headquarters.

Getting out of the car, I had barely pressed the alarm button when Johnson, part of the security, came to greet me with a good evening. I bid him the same.

“Miss Weber asked me to inform you to meet her in the pool area, sir.”

Nodding in acknowledgment, I quietly thanked him as I trod towards the main entrance of the house. Upon entering the threshold, my ears were instantaneously welcomed by the soft calming notes of Miles Davis. My cock jolted awake, quite prepared for what the minx had in mind for tonight. Without ado, I hastily made way towards the wide-open French doors leading to the pool area.

The double chaise canopy had some of the curtains drawn, leaving only one section open. Varying sizes of black rimmed glass lanterns glowed with pillar candles strung and hanging around the teak wood in all four sections of the curtained canopy. Food was in silver dishes on the other side, and my stomach involuntarily grumbled in protest.

My wife was absorbed in her Meade LX200 telescope situated on a tripod at the foot of the bed as she tweaked the lenses while she waited for the lunar eclipse in the sky above. I made a mental note to specifically order her a million dollar one situated somewhere in the house so she could see more of the universe than her twenty thousand dollar one. She deserved to have the very best, and I could start with the little things she adored to do during her free time.

I should’ve guessed. I had forgotten how she and Peter used to do this as their bonding activity when she had been younger.

When I quietly approached her hunched form, she didn’t realize I was there until my arms wrapped around her torso before kissing her soft cheek. “Why are you out here alone, kitten?”

“Baby!” she shrieked as she spun around and solely focused on me, bringing her luscious mouth against mine then wrapping her arms and legs around my body. “You’re home.”

I was…I definitely, irrefutably was home.

“You didn’t invite the girls?” Cupping and gripping her ample arse cheeks, I beamed at my blushing woman.

She snickered. “They’re out partying at some party somewhere.”

I groaned as I bit her lip, quite grateful my wife didn’t decide to join her pretty, reliable but oh so crazy best friends. “What about Ginny. She seemed the type to like this sort of geeky fun?”

“Are you saying I’m a geek?” She arched her brow as she shifted her groin to rub against the emboldened hardness stuck in between her thighs.

“I’ll say whatever the hell you want me to say,” I sighed as I tried not to surrender to my body’s wishes. “All day…all I could think about was having you in the headquarters, working alongside me…so I could indulge in all the wicked things I want to do with you. I don’t have to wait to bury myself inside this body. I can bend you over any time, any place, any way I want…”

“Uh-uh…It’s a nice thought, but your wicked fantasies have to wait until summer or when I’m ready to take on extra work on top of my already-stacked schoolwork and projects.”

My hand smacked her round, supple cheek. “I’m a patient man…I can wait however long a time you need.”

She cackled, showing me her cute dimple. “Not only are you gorgeous, but you’re also delusional. Patience is not in your DNA, babe.” She teasingly patted my cheek before kissing my lips then beginning to unlatch her luscious body off mine. “I hope you’re hungry. Quentin kind of overdid himself preparing tonight.”

“I’m famished. I’m sure I can manage,” I mumbled as I popped a buttered baby potato into my mouth.

“Well, go feed the tummy while I wait for the eclipse. It should be happening very soon…” She winked at me before she continued, sitting with her legs crossed as her focus zeroed in on the lens. She was wearing one of my shirts and minuscule silk shorts, her hair tied haphazardly atop her head like a blonde crown.

I grinned, studying her careless free spirit. Although she took time and effort to look good, she also had these blasé moments. I liked this side of her better.

Pouring the wine, I slipped off my shoes as I comfortably relaxed against the bed before I placed one of the silver platters filled with barbeque ribs, baby potatoes, and grilled zucchinis next to me. Peering at the night sky, I carefully sipped on my wine before poking her butt with my big toe. “I missed you…”

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