I grinned then moved to her, “So, is that a, yes?”

She nodded, “Yeah, because I’ve been wanting to experience shower sex, and my shower is too small for your big body.”

I chuckled, “Ah, I see, you’re only with me and my house because of my shower?”

She grinned, “Yep! But not really. I’m with you because you are the kindest man I have ever known, and you go above and beyond if only to see me smile. And… because of that soft look you give me, and only me.”

I was about to grab the ring I had sitting in my nightstand and dropping to one knee right there, however, I had to ask someone for their permission first.

Instead, I said, “Now, open that door,” I tilted my head to the red-painted door.

She opened it and then gasped. I smiled and then followed her inside the room.

Where the old closet used to be was now her very own reading nook.

Complete with a purple chaise lounge chair, a side table with a lamp, and the walls were lined with bookshelves.

Leaning a shoulder against the jamb she ran her fingers over the chaise lounge and then over the books I already had up on the shelves.

She grinned, and then started laughing when she looked at the ladder, I had ready for her to use so she could reach the top shelf.

I shook my head, “You were saying?”

She smiled, then turned to me and said, “Okay, yeah, I need this.”

But it wasn’t her words that had my breath catching, no, it was the fire in her eyes, and then, not even three breaths later, she was throwing herself at me.

Ten minutes later I had her back pressed to the wall, my finger rubbing her clit as I pounded into her.

Needless to say, her little reading nook was broken in. Thoroughly.

Chapter 19

Scarlett

“Damn, I really should have worn a smaller, more revealing shirt.” Some woman behind me said.

Another voice asked who sounded like she was majorly congested, but something told me, she wasn’t, “Why?

That same first voice scoffed, “Because, how else am I going to be a Pro-Athlete’s wife if he can’t see the entire package.”

I chanced a look in the glass in front of me and smiled when I saw what she was wearing, she really was trying to show off all of her assets.

The men in Dad’s MC always say less is more, well, unless you're a club bunny.

I snorted and then looked down at the screen on my phone when it buzzed with a text.

And I was shocked when I saw who it was, he never had his phone on during game time. Ever.

Marcus –You here yet?

Knowing the reason right there for his phone being on, making sure I made it here okay, that had me smiling.

Me –Yep. Waiting in line now to hand them my ticket.

Marcus –I hate that. Why didn’t you use the express lane?

Smiling, I thought about how to respond and knew just the thing to say.