Plastering my hips against herarse, I nip at her neck. “Now that we’re not wanted for arson, I might let ye help me pick out our next home.”
“Really?” Chevelle wiggles away from my hold then turns around. Huge, shocked brown eyes lock onto mine. “That would be amazing, you bossy bastard.”
“Hah.”
“Anyway, back to you looking in the mirror at me. We had snuck into theclosedopen house, made love on what I thought was a model bed. You were looking at me. I wish I knew what you were thinking.”
“I mind,” I reply.
Her tiny hands swat at my chest. “Leith, that was a long time ago.”
With a smirk, I add, “I walked over to ya, placed my arms around ye like so.”
I can hear her heart pounding in her chest. Those luscious lips part while my precious wife waits for me to continue. “Hen, I dropped my lips on yer bare shoulder. Ye were complaining.”
“Someone had to be nervous about the realtor returning from lunch,” she breathes. “Didn’t cross my mind that you’d bought the place, and there was no open house.”
“Though the two of us needed ye to get outta yer heid, hen, I enjoyed that moment. I told ye to give me a few so that I couldfeckye again.”
The reflection of her beams back at me. “Woah, you do remember.”
“How could I not, Chevelle? I mind all there is about ye.”
“So, then,” she sucks on air, as if breathless, “what did you think?”
“About how I wanted to make you smile all the time. Thinking ye were a drug, and how I’d be a fool to leave ye and return to college. Thinking I better marry this girl soon, control her, keep her, make her mine forever.”
I’m all over her, dominating her scent, her warm skin, her love. I pull her into a fiery kiss while hitching her leg over my hip. My wife moans against my lips.
“No,” she groans. “This is not a good time for me to get lost in the moment, Leith.”
“Now is the best time.” I encircle her in my arms. She sinks into me, then pushes back, regarding me with mischievous eyes.
“Leith, are you ready to star in our very own video game?”
I give her a lame look, and her chuckle is almost infectious.
“Babe, soften up. We’re about to sneak away from a party at my favorite restaurant tonight. Do some covert shit.”
“I could. . . .” I begin. There would never come a day when I’d not want to protect my wife.
“Nope. Though I could see Brody and Camdyn jumping at the chance to accompany you, this is my deal. Now, I could treat you the way you were treating them at first?”
A mask of confusion descends over my face.
“Cam filled me in on a few things. They were trying to help.”
“So, ye’d treat me like I treated them?” Just the thought makes me shake my head. “Nae.”
“Okay, so we do this together.” She holds out her hand. I complain about the cheesy handshake, and then we follow through with it.
Chapter 63
Leith
Two hours later,we’re in a restaurant perched on the ledge of a cliff with the ocean as our backdrop. The MacKenzie clan mills around a long table. My parents should arrive soon. Erika was released from the hospital yesterday afternoon. She kept changing her mind about attending.
I grab the blue label whiskey from a server, tell her we’ll need more bottles, and gesture to Brody and Camdyn.One of the servers asks Camdyn for his ID. He pulls out his wallet and flashes a top-of-the-line forgery, and Brody places his arm over my shoulder. “Dinna be afeckin’clipe,” he whispers.