“Yeah?” I smiled and claimed her lips in a soft kiss. Keeping my forehead on hers, I took a deep breath and said, “If you ever want to stop this… whatever this is, just say the word and I won’t bother you again, Princess. I promise. I… I don’t want to hurt you. Intentionally or not.”
Mia must have seen how sincere I was and cupped my cheeks. “I don’t want to stop. I trust you.” She smiled and added, “You can never hurt me, James, unless it’s spankings.”
I chuckled and squeezed her butt, knowing the skin was healing well and it wasn’t sore anymore. “Spankings are a fun way to punish and discipline naughty brats like you, Princess. And you love them, so shush.” I kissed her nose and said, “Let’s get out of here. I’ve something to show you.”
Her eyes twinkled. “What is it?”
“It’s a surprise, Princess.”
“Another sex toy shop?”
“You’ll have to see it for yourself.”
23
IT’S A GIFT
MIA
“No.” I shook my head, staring at it and again shaking my head. “No. No way. No. No way.”
“I heard you the first time.” James seemed unaffected when he walked towards it, dragging me behind him. His hand pressed the key fob in my palm and I felt dread creeping up my spine and spreading all over my body.
“I… I can’t,” I whispered, thinking back to the smell of medicine and blood in that cold hospital room. “You can’t do this.”
His blue orbs flickered to my face, and I forgot how to breathe for a moment. He seemed younger in casual clothing, with his hair damp from the shower. Apparently, the surprise he wanted to show me was at my place, but I needed to clean up before he showed it to me. I was expecting two tickets for a movie or a concert, but instead, he gave me car keys.
Yes. I was joking about him being my Sugar Daddy, but I didn’t know my subconscious was so powerful that it manifested into reality. Or maybe it was because of my subliminal phase back when I was thirteen and really wanted a Sugar Daddy buying me everything I wanted and kept listening to it for hours.
Oh God, no, I take it all back.
“I already did, Princess.” He nodded at the car which was sleek black because he didn’t know which pastel color I’d like. He can get it repainted if I change my mind.Yes, James Fox is clinically insane.“Get in the car.”
“No.” I stayed rooted at my spot on the side road and looked around, wishing someone would save me. “You can’t give someone a car for a surprise.”
“I just did.” He blinked at me and leaned back on the car. Fuck him and his long legs and those fucking dark locks that made him look like a hot edge lord. An edge lord I wanted to fuck.
“Well… take it back.”
“Gifts are not supposed to be returned, Mia.”
“I don’t want it,” I snapped and closed my eyes. Taking a deep breath, I answered, “I don’t want a car from you.”
His eyes darkened. “Why not?”
“Because… because I wanted to buy it for myself.” I threw my hands in the air. “Cars are expensive and I can’t take this from you—”
James straightened up and took a step closer, looming over me with his height. “Listen to me, Princess, and don’t make me repeat myself. You’re not taking anything from me. I’m giving it to you. Your birthday present, and it’s a gift. For you and for my peace of mind.”
“Your peace of mind?”
“Yes,” he said, and opened the driver’s door. Thankfully, it wasn’t an electric car like his or else I’d have fainted. But it was still expensive enough to make me feel lightheaded. “Get in the car.”
“Is everything okay?”
James’ jaw twitched again as we both turned to see Aiden Stone, the hot therapist next door who was whipped by the sweet Ivy. I had suspected they were in a relationship and whooped the loudest when Ivy invited me, Dad and even James to their engagement party. I was in awe because Ivy’s brother, Hayden, became the Prince of Azmia after marrying the Princess of Azmia. I could proudly add in my resume that I’ve met all the royals of Azmia and atekunafahwith them.
“No, it’s not,” I answered before James could and his face snapped to me, his eyes flashing and a vein popping on his neck. If I wasn’t so nervous, I’d have licked it. “James is forcefully giving me this car.”