beautiful husband.
He
stared back at me and didn’t seem to mind my baby bump at all. When he looked
at me like that, so lovingly and longingly, I felt special, loved, and maybe
even sexy. “You look hot,” he said as he let his gaze travel down my body, then
back up again, resting on my lips.
“Hot?
I love that you’re learning some slang, Victor.”
His
blue eyes glittered. “I can’t take my eyes off you.”
“I
know, I know. It’s the boobs.”
He
smiled coyly.
“I
knew it,” I said.
Victor
started pulling at the red swimming trunks my mom had bought him.
“What’s
wrong?” I asked.
“I
don’t like this swimwear,” he said.
“You
could’ve just worn the tiny Speedo swimsuit my sister bought you.”
He
laughed. “No, I don’t think so.”
“Why
not?” I squeezed his butt and winked. “I bet you’d look so sexy in one.”
He
shot me a gleaming smile. “Do men here really wear so little fabric in the
presence of ladies? So clingy and tight, practically revealing all?” Victor had
a hard time accepting modern men’s fashion, even though it was so much more
attractive than the medieval style he’d been wearing for hundreds of years. I
knew he hated the clothing I wanted him to wear. I wanted him to be happy, but
I couldn’t have him sticking out like a sore thumb in his clothing of choice.
I
grinned. “I know you thought Liz was just pulling your leg, but yes, they
really do.”
“Well,
this man refuses.”
I
playfully poked him in the side. “Of course,” I mocked. “A king wouldn’t be
caught dead wearing something so ridiculous.”
Victor
let out a low, deep laugh. “Are you making fun of me?”
When
he met my gaze, I couldn’t help but smile. “Yeah, maybe a little, but what are you gonna do about it?”
I
laughed, and he chased me into the heated pool. It was so relaxing to let go,
to be carefree for a little while as the water washed over me, soothing my body
from head to toe. I playfully flicked some water at him, and my gaze drifted to
the water droplets cascading down his chiseled chest. I knew I was the luckiest
woman in the world to have such a hot, confident man staring at me like I was
his most treasured possession. I snuggled up to Victor as he held me close in
his strong arms, and if only for that moment, life was beautiful.
He
smiled victoriously. “It seems I did catch you after all, milady.”
I
couldn’t stop grinning. “Fine. In that case, I’m yours for all eternity.”
“I
love spending these moments alone with you,” he said, kissing my lips.
The
spark in his kiss jolted me, reminding me of our amazing chemistry. I’d
recognized it right from the very start, from the very second I had laid eyes
on him in the forest. We didn’t need the so-called bond of the ruby ring, the
one his ancestors swore by. Ethano had broken the connection, yet I still
couldn’t get enough of my husband.
“Yes,
time alone with you is priceless, and I’m gonna milk it for all it’s worth,” I
said. “I’m beginning to feel like a prisoner, all locked up in my parents’
house.” I ran a hand through his dark, shaggy hair.
He
shot me a half-smile. “If that is how you feel, it’s about time we got you out,”
he said.
I
grinned, completely mesmerized by his beaming smile. “I’m loving every single
minute of this, Victor.” My arms hooked around his neck, and my legs wrapped
around his waist. We goofed off some more, and I even managed to dunk him a
couple times. We kissed some more, and I taught him how to swim laps. We had
the very best time, and I couldn’t have asked for a more terrific afternoon.
I
stared into his eyes. “I’ve been thinking.”
Clearly,
that piqued his interest; then again, he always seemed to take an interest in
everything I had to say. “Yes?”
“Part
of me hopes you’ll love my world so much that you won’t wanna go back.”
“It
is a beautiful place.”
My
heart pounded as our eyes connected and silence
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