Page 33 of My Wildest Obsession

“Every second without you was torture,” he whispers against my mouth, and I nod.

“I know. I hated it.”

He kisses me again, his fingers tangling in my hair and I start to lose myself in him. There’s just one thing that I need to hear first.

“Say it,” I whisper against his mouth and he pulls back.

“I love you,” he says right away and I shake my head, smiling,

“Say what I am to you now,” I clarify, and he grumbles but he’s smiling.

“You’re my girlfriend,” he says, and I laugh.

“Say it again,”

“I love you, girlfriend.”

“I love you too, boyfriend.”

“Can we go home now?” He asks, and I shake my head.

“No. I want to visit with my family and it will be good for you to take a break and meet them too.”

“We’re moving pretty fast here,” he says, and I laugh.

“It’s only fair. I already know your family.”

“Alright. We’ll stay.”

“Just until tomorrow night. Then we can head home.”

“Good, because I have big plans once we’re back home,” he whispers against my ear.

“Hmm, maybe I can get a sneak peek now,” I whisper back, and I feel him grin as his hands slip beneath my shirt.

“Whatever you want…girlfriend.”

I smile as he claims me once again.

FOURTEEN

Theo

Five Years Later…

At exactly five o’clock,I log off of my computer and head for the door. Clara is going to be waiting for me tonight and I can’t wait to get home to my wife.

That’s right, I said wife.

We got married in a small, intimate ceremony two months after I went to apologize at the Stud Farm. I knew that she was the one for me. I had known since the beginning and I didn’t want to wait any longer to make her mine.

I head downstairs and climb into the back of my waiting car. I don’t need to text Lucas when I’ll be leaving anymore. He knows that as soon as it’s five, I’m out the door.

“Home, sir?” He asks, and I nod.

We take off and I smile as I lean back in my seat. It doesn’t take long to get to our building and I thank Lucas before I head inside and up to the top floor.

I step off of the elevator and Clara is nowhere in sight. I toss my things down on the couch, smiling when I see the neon green blanket draped over the back. Clara decorated this place and her touch is everywhere. She still left some dark colors in every room, but now they’re mixed in with her splashes of bright colors and fabrics.

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