“You were gone for a few hours.”
“And yet, I spent most of those hours thinking about you. Wondering what you were doing.”
“Helping with the kids. Watching a movie. Sitting reading a book in bed. Not very exciting.”
“But you had a blast?”
“Yes.”
“You love being around those kids,” he said.
“Yes.”
“You’re an amazing mother.”
The compliment took her by surprise. The kids felt like her own. She loved them so much.
Alex couldn’t help but drop her gaze toward his lips. They were so close, and they seemed almost inviting at that moment. The early days of their marriage a couple of months ago, his lips were stern, constantly set in a disapproving line, but now, they looked … kissable.
They had shared one kiss, two if she counted the kiss on their wedding day.
Why did she suddenly care about his lips? How they might feel again on her lips.
Roman cupped her cheek, and she couldn’t help but gasp at the sudden contact.
“I’m going to kiss you, Alex.”
“Why?” A word that seemed to be in her vocabulary a lot just lately.
“Because I want to.”
She didn’t get time to question him as he suddenly slammed his lips down on hers and kissed her. No, devoured her.
This wasn’t a chaste kiss, or a gentle, sweet locking of lips. This was possession, fire, and passion. The kind of kiss she read about in a few of the romance books she talked about. The hand on her cheek moved toward the back of her head, holding her in place as he took her lips.
She placed her hands on his waist, not sure what to do with them, feeling a little out of place and not completely herself. Then as he deepened the kiss, his tongue tracing across her mouth, she gasped.
Like before, Roman took full advantage, plunging his tongue in her mouth. He closed the distance between them, and then she felt the hard ridge of his cock against her.
A whimper escaped her.
“I need a glass of water.”
The interruption shocked her, and she jerked back. Opening her eyes, she saw Roman staring at her.
“Dana, sweetie,” she said. “Are you okay?”
“I’m thirsty,” Dana said, and she put her hand up, laughing. “You’re in love.”
Alex refused to look at Roman. She couldn’t believe she had been caught making out with her husband by this little girl. She grabbed a glass and quickly filled it with water, then handed it to Dana. The little girl took it and drank it all in one go.
“Is that better?”
Dana nodded.
“Would you like me to put you back to bed?” Alex asked.
Dana nodded and held her hand out. The little girl was eight years old and had been found alone in an apartment. They believed she had been there for at least a week. Her mother was later found in the back alley, a drug overdose.