“You didn’t know?” Wyatt asked, his heart breaking at the sadness in Mia’s eyes when she shook her head no. “Oh, Mia, I’m so sorry. I would have told you myself if I had known it was a secret.”
“I know.” Mia placed a soft hand on his face. “Herbert pushed me so hard towards that position, and then left me high and dry when things got a little difficult with the division. I understand he was doing what he thought best, but it seems we were both pawns in his grand plan.”
“I’ll step down and recommend you as my replacement if that’s what you want,” Wyatt said, pressing his forehead against hers.
“I don’t want that.” Mia kissed him softly. “I wouldn’t mind being officially named co-head of the hub, but not instead of you.”
Wyatt smiled down at Mia, taking in her delicate features. “We’ll get to work on that the minute we’re back in Oxford.”
“And I want to go to breakfast at your parent’s house tomorrow.” Wyatt groaned in protest. “I want to meet them while I’m here, see what the big deal with your dad is.”
Wyatt shot Mia a dirty look, and she laughed.
“That was low.” Wyatt rolled off the bed. “I’m going to go clean up.”
“And when you come back you’re going to punish me?” Wyatt smirked at Mia, leaning down to whisper in her ear.
“You’ve got a mouth on you, Prickly Pear.” He landed a palm on her ass cheek, and Mia gasped. “Don’t move, I’ll be right back.”
Art Imitates Life
Wyatt
“How late are we?”Mia asked for the millionth time since they left the hotel to join Wyatt’s family for breakfast.
“It’s breakfast at my parent’s, not a formal dinner.” Wyatt pulled Liv’s car into the driveway.
“It’s after 10 am.”
“Which is even a bit early, I probably could have squeezed in another quickie.” Wyatt flashed Mia a grin, and she rolled her eyes.
“Enfoiré.”
“Don’t start, Prickly Pear, or I’ll be forced to turn the car around.”
“And do what?” Mia stuck her chin out, the dare flashing in her deep purple eyes.
Wyatt weaved his fingers through her hair and pulled her to him, covering her lips with his and thrusting his tongue into her sweet mouth.Honey and heather. He couldn’t get enough of her, of the challenges she threw at him, of how she craved his firm hand just as much as his soft touch.
A tap on Mia’s window startled them apart, and they turned their heads to find Kylie’s grinning face greeting them. Wyatt frowned when Kylie waved, and her grin became even wider.
“Come on, mon Bête, let’s go inside,” Mia said with a laugh, opening her door and letting out a small yelp when Kylie pulled her into a tight hug.
Wyatt stepped out of the car and threw a rolled-up tissue at Kylie. “Stop interrupting us all the time.”
Kylie flipped him the bird before turning back to Mia. “I’m glad you decided to keep putting up with my insufferable brother.”
“He is a bit of anasssometimes, isn’t he?” Mia said with a wicked smile, and Wyatt raised an eyebrow. They didn’t need more than those gestures to know what was going to happen when they got back to the hotel, though Wyatt was wonderingwhyMia was so adamant about pushing his buttons.
“We’ll catch up in a bit,” Wyatt said to Kylie. She nodded and turned to walk to the house. His sister could be a pain in his ass, but in her defense, she could read a room.
“What’s wrong?” Mia asked, her gaze scanning him with worry.
“I was going to ask you the same thing.” Mia stared at him, clearly confused. “You know there’s nothing I love more than to bend you over and spank your sexy ass raw, but you’ve been laying it thick with the sass since yesterday. I know you feel guilty about using your safe word but if that’s what this is about, I’m not going to punish you. You did nothing wrong.”
Mia searched Wyatt’s face, her expression that of contemplation before she cracked a sly smile.
“I just like how you fuck me after a good spanking, Doctor Jenkins,” she said, patting his behind before continuing the trail to the front door. “Are you coming?”