“Sir.” His voice comes over the speaker.
“We’re ready,” I tell him before cutting the call off. There is no way I’m going to give her a chance to back out. I want this done, and I want it done now. Especially before she and Rae get together. She might try to talk her out of it. She’s been a bit fickle about this all from the start. If not for Travis pushing, I never would have gotten my Julieta here.
“Now?” Julieta jumps from her seat. “Don’t I need to quit my job and go back and move my stuff? Also I think—”
“I’ve got it. I’ll have everything handled. You don’t need to worry about any of that,” I say, cutting in before she gets herself up. I round the desk, coming back to her. I tuck a piece of her shiny black hair behind her ear. I let my finger linger, drifting it down her neck a few inches, stealing a quick touch of her softness. I’ve never been so needy for anything in my life, but now here I am trying to get even the smallest of touches. I’m salivating over it. “You’ve spent a lot of your life taking care of other people. I’ll be taking care of you now, Julieta. I will have everything handled. I can even speak to Ivan.”
“You know Mr. Lawson? My boss?”
“We went to college together, actually. He was a little ahead of me.”
“You were friends?” She tilts her head back, her nose giving a small scrunch. Why does everything she do appeal to me?
“I’m not sure I would say friends.” I chuckle. “We get along, but if you haven’t noticed, Ivan isn’t prone to friends.”
“You’re right.” A small giggle pops from her that goes straight to my cock. A knock sounds at the door. A growl of irritation grumbles from me at someone interrupting us when I’d just gotten a laugh from her.
Julieta's eyes widen, and I cover it with a cough before telling them to come in. Aaron, Carson, and Judge Barns enter my office.
“This is Barns. He’s a magistrate,” I tell Julieta. “He’ll be officiating our wedding.”
“We don’t need a license or anything?” Julieta looks to me. My lawyer Carson holds up the papers. He’s not too happy about this, but I don’t pay him to be happy. I pay him to do what I want. And I’ve never wanted anything more than Julieta.
“Are you going to be my wife?” I ask Julieta.
“Yes.” She actually ducks her head. A small blush spreads across her cheeks. I don’t know what’s made her shy all of a sudden, but I can’t help but wonder how far down her blush spreads. I can’t see anything with her blouse buttoned all the way up. She’s not letting any skin show. Something about that works for me. But I’ve already realized everything she does works for me.
I grab her hand and turn to face Barns. “Begin,” I order him, wanting this done and the ink to start drying on the marriage certificate. The sooner he gets through his part, the sooner Julieta will be mine forever. Sure, I put the five-year thing in the contract, but if everything goes my way, she’ll be staying forever.
Julieta Jones is going to be mine. In a few minutes, she’ll be Julieta Castillo. It’s one step closer to claiming all of her. Piece by piece until every inch of her is all mine in every way.