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Tywin
Ihad never revealed to Patrena my age because I honestly hadn’t believed it mattered. We had chemistry from the beginning. It was the type of connection I had never experienced before, but I’d been smart enough to want to hold on to it. The powerful pull had drawn me in and refused to let me go. It was the type of connection that had me needing Patrena in my life no matter what.
Before Patrena, I had always assumed a relationship was a situation as tragic as sentencing yourself to a torturous prison stint. Now, all I could think about when I woke up every day was how I could incorporate her into my day, my life for life.
The idea of her being with any other man besides me was the catalyst for someone’s soul being yanked from their body by my bare hands. She was mine, and I was on my way to that bathroom to prove it.
I didn’t give a damn about keeping our relationship on the metaphysical fence we’d propped it up on anymore. Patrena didn’t know it yet, but she had proven that she was already a Vallin. It wasn’t lost on me that Arjen and Khane had already began treating her as one without a confirmation on our status.
Lifting my hand, I was prepared to knock on the door but changed my mind. Instead, I twisted the knob, shoved the door open, and marched in, startling her.
“Tywin,” she called, placing her hand against her chest at the sight of me waltzing in on her.
She was standing in front of the sink staring into the mirror at her reflection. She handled deadly encounters with guns and dead bodies better than she handled the intricacies of our relationship.
I eased the door closed behind me and stepped closer, invading her personal space without stopping until my chest bumped her shoulder. She flashed me a mean side eye that had no effect.
“Yes or no,” I commanded. “Do you have a problem with my age?”
She nodded. “Yes. Although I don’t believe you did it intentionally, I feel misled. And your abduction, that bitch took you when you were a kid. Why didn’t you tell me any of that?”
My brow lifted. The last thing on my mind right now was that she-devil.
“We have been a part of each other’s lives for two months now. In that period, tell me how many times our ages have come up?”
“None.” She didn’t even have to think about the question. “But, you’re twenty-two.”
She had spit out her statement like I had purposely deceived her and it irritated the hell out of me.
Gripping her by the waist, I spun her around to face me. “Before tonight, was there ever a time when we were together that my age mattered?”
“Tywin,” she said, her tone low and unsure.
I placed a finger under her chin and lifted. “You are the first woman under thirty I’ve dated since I officially started dating at sixteen. My shrink tells me it’s because of what happened when I was fifteen, but I believe I dated older women because there was never any drama and no attachment issues when it was time to move on.”
My hand slid over the soft mounds of her chest and kept creeping up until it was around her neck and adding the light pressure I knew she liked. I loved the little shutter she attempted to fight before I used my hand around her neck to lift her head until our eyes met. Our lips were so close. Her quick breaths teased my chin.
“I was perfectly content with one-night stands until you. My father has often said a man will always know when he’s found the right woman. I knew it the moment I met you face to face, but I held back because of the amount of danger that comes with being associated with me. How was I supposed to know I had found my very own Nubia?”
She giggled at my comment, me calling her my Black Wonder Woman. Despite her neck being in my grasp, my free hand was sliding around her waist. I leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips, letting it linger so she could bask in our passion. She moaned against my mouth, stirring my desire for her and awakening that part of me that would never be able to resist her. I drew away enough to gaze into her eyes.
“Although I was reluctant about what we were at first, it didn’t take me long to figure out you were all I needed. Fuck age. We fit. We make sense together. We are good for each other.”
I spun her quickly and without warning, making her heels scrape the floor and putting her back to my chest. She glanced at us in the mirror and the smile in her gaze mirrored mine.
“Do we look like a couple who has a problem with something as meaningless as age?”
She didn’t answer. She bit her sexy bottom lip before her smile deepened. “No, we don’t.”
I shook my head despite her giving me the answer I had wanted to hear. “I see a “but” in your eyes, Patrena. Why do you continue to doubt us? Haven’t we proven all that we need to prove to each other already? Bend over,” I commanded in a deep tone that got her attention and caused her breathing to accelerate. I shoved her in the center of her back, bending her over the counter.
“Tywin, what—”
“Shhh! This is for having any doubts about us,” I pointed at her in the mirror before glancing down at her deliciously round ass and running a tender hand across it. The moment I’d seen her in the teal dress and the way it hugged her body, I’d had to stand still and gather myself.
I lifted the dress and her green silky thong was doing one hell of a job of presenting her ass to me in the most mouth-watering way imaginable.