We haven’t talked much about what happens after I leave. I’ve been putting it off until I had everything in order so I’d have answers for her, but I know it’s been weighing on her.
The last week has flown by. We’ve spent every possible moment together. As soon as she gets off work or gets done with her classes, she’s racing up to my room. I meet her at the door. I usually have her naked and pressed against it in a matter of minutes.
We’ve gone out a few times with Razor and Adalynn, or to see Jules and Dillon. We even went to dinner with Amelia once. But mostly, I spend every single minute wrapped up in her. I’m crazy about her, and I know she feels the same way about me. But the closer it gets to the end of my trip, the quieter my sunshine grows. It’s driving me fucking nuts.
When I left the morning after we fucked for the first time, it wasn’t for work. It was to deal with someone trying to outbid me on this place. Luckily, I got word last night that they pulled their bid. The house is ours.
First thing this morning, I loaded Francesca up and drove her out here to see it. She should have a say in where she’ll be spending the next sixty years. I want her happy. If this place doesn’t make her happy, I’ll find somewhere else. Whatever she wants.
She’s struggled long enough in life. She won’t be doing that shit anymore. It’s time for her to rest easy knowing I’ve got her. She won’t have to worry about what she can afford or what the future will look like for her or her mother anymore. I may not be as well off as my brother, but investing in his career paid off, and I’ve been stockpiling my yearly salary for, well, years. I’m not hurting for cash.
“Ryker,” she whispers, tears welling in her eyes as she stares at me in awe. “You’re really moving here? You aren’t just telling me that?”
“I told you that you’re mine, sunshine,” I growl, cupping her cheeks to brush away her tears. “I didn’t mean for a little while. I meant permanently. You’re mine. Your perfect ass is mine. That tight little cunt is mine. That smart fucking mouth is mine. Your grumpy little attitude is mine. All of that sass is mine. You. Are. Mine.”
“Fine, then I guess I’ll let you be mine, too,” she says, sassing me because she just can’t help it. Even when she’s crying, she’s got a smart mouth and fire in her soul. “I suppose your annoying bossiness is mine. And your dirty mouth. And your obsession with stupid locks. And your spanking kink. And that thing you do with your tongue that–”
I cut her off by kissing the shit out of her. Her laughter turns to a moan as I lick into her mouth to steal her breath. By the time I let her up for air, she’s trying to climb my body, as horny as ever. My girl is insatiable. Unfortunately for her, she’s going to have to wait for the spanking she’s itching for.
I slow the kiss and then run my lips across her cheek to her ear. “I love you, sunshine,” I whisper. “But we’re not fucking in here until I sign the paperwork. They have cameras up to keep an eye on the place.”
“Darn it.”
I press my face to her throat, chuckling. We stay just like that for several long moments before she pulls back to stare up at me, her eyes bright with happiness.
“You’re really moving here?”
“I’m really moving,” I confirm, tucking strands of hair behind her ears. “That’s the entire reason I flew out here. I’m fucking tired of DC. The whole city gets on my last goddamn nerve.”
“What about your job? There isn’t much spying to do in Silver Spoon Falls.”
She’d be surprised. There’s always spying to do, especially this close to the border.
“I’m transferring to the Houston office, sunshine.” I’ll be riding a desk, sifting through Intelligence reports. Doing fieldwork while my family is this close isn’t a risk I’m willing to take.
“The CIA has a Houston office?” Her eyes widen.
I chuckle. “They have offices everywhere.”
“Cool,” she whispers.
“I’ve got a month left in DC, and then I’m all yours,” I murmur, laying my forehead against hers. “One month, sunshine. Think you can behave for that long?”
“Uh, no. You’ll be too far away to do anything about my smart mouth, Ryker.” A teasing smile dances at her lips. “I definitely won’t be behaving while you’re gone.”
“Fine.” I quirk a brow, smirking. “But you won’t be sitting down for a week when I get back here with all my shit. And you’ll be lucky if you can walk.”
“Promises, promises.”
* * *
“Idon’t feel very secure right now, sunshine,” I growl, scowling daggers at her. When I get my hands on her, I’m spanking her ass. And then I’m fucking her into next week.
“Oh, you’re very secure,” she says, smiling brightly. She holds up a small silver key. “There’s no way you’re going anywhere without this little bitty thing.”
I tug on my wrists, confirming her assessment. The little minx handcuffed me to the bed while I was asleep. Now, I’m pissed and hard as a fucking rock because she’s naked and I can’t do anything about it. I don’t even know where she got handcuffs. I bet Dillon gave them to her, the asshole.
“You have five minutes to do whatever you want to do. And then you’re taking these off.”