We stroll on the streets searching for a dessert house, but I spot a gift shop with an eye-catching adorable window display of handmade key chains, personalized coffee mugs and t-shirts, miniature collectibles, and snow globes. Oh, I love seeing snow globes!“Can we look inside? I found something!” I request.He frowns. “Why?”“It’s a gift shop!”“I know it’s a gift shop.”“Oh!” I clasp my mouth. “Please don’t tell me you haven’t been into one.”He shakes his head.“Seriously?”“Nope. It’s not my thing.”I burst out a laugh in amusement. “Oh, please. I can’t imagine.”“Is there something funny?” He crosses his arms.I press my lips. “No!” I clear my throat. “You, my dearest, should see the world more. Well, there’s always a first time in everything, and I’m getting one for everyone. Come on!” I pull his hand and tug him with me into the shop, and I’m instantly in awe as my eyes feast on the surroundings.There are probably hundreds of various items inside. Cosmetics, toys section, clo

The purple clouds start to adorn the sky; Brandon decides we should get back to the coast. John is waiting for us as promised, then he drives us to the villa. I can agree now on why Brandon needs him present all the time. The man is attentive and patient.I go to the kitchen like a habit, expecting to find Lydia, but the house is empty, and I don’t see her housekeepers either. I am about to turn back, but Brandon abruptly catches me by my waist—gasping in surprise when he swiftly lifts me to the counter. He presses his body between my legs, spreading me wide. He stares fondly with a half-smile.“Um.” I clear my throat. “Where is everybody?”“Lydia is back at the dojo resting, so it’s just you and me tonight,” he says hoarsely, and the tension between us is suddenly thick.Brandon draws his face, making my face inclined to the side, and he starts kissing my neck softly. My eyes flutter as the sensation alone begins to invade my whole body. I can’t help but let a moan escape. I feel his

I head back to the kitchen to finish cooking, and I’ll be serving Brandon the usual Greek dishes I used to cook in the mansion. Satisfied with my masterpiece, I start arranging the table when my phone suddenly rings. I pull it up from my pocket and see Jason’s name on my screen.“Jason,” I answer right away.“It’s me.” It’s Chris who responds.“Chris, hi. What’s up?”“I was going to ask you when you were planning on coming back?”“Oh, I’m coming back tomorrow. I’m sorry, C. I owe everyone one dinner, but something came up.”“I know, and it’s okay.” He chortles. “How are you?”I smile. “Better.”“Is he being good to you?”I press my lips together. “Mm. Very.”“But does he know?”“About—” I pause, unsure of what he means, but the notion pops up. He might be referring to him or Drake, but regardless, Brandon knows everything about me now. “Oh right, of course, so don’t worry about me.”“Then that’s good enough for me. As long as you’re happy.”“Thanks, C. I know we’ve been apart for a lo

He grips my sides as he rams relentlessly into me. I lift my hips—encouraging him for more. I have many reasons why I would never tire of making things work between us. It is because we are compatible like this—as if he knows me deep within my roots… my bones… my soul.I shut my eyes as he buries his head on my neck and whispers how fucking good he feels. Small tremors begin to build inside me, and as much as I want this to last a little longer, my legs are giving out. The pleasure is too intense. I don’t think I can hold it in anymore.“Brandonnn…” I whisper his name as my hips shake and orgasm takes over me.Brandon’s thrust quickens as he reaches for his. Seconds later, he pulls out of me, and I collapse on the couch.Brandon kisses my forehead then lies beside me. He pulls me against him, and we stay like that long without saying a word. When I finally find the strength to talk, I whisper to him.“I love you.”“I love you more.” He kisses my head again and looks into my eyes.“I h

Arianna squeezes me against her fit and toned body when we arrive at the house this morning. The family is gathered in the living room except for Mom—she’s in the kitchen, but she’s aware I’m coming home, and the other kids are in school, except for Mira and Martin, the younger ones are playing in their room.“Wow.” Ari studies me from head to toe, although I’m sure there’s not much difference in my appearance from the day I left three days ago. “You look… beautiful. Happy.”I grin. “Thank you.”“Brandon.” Arianna smiles at my fiancé as well and greets him. “Congratulations to both of you.”“Thank you, Arianna.” Brandon tenses up behind me, then greets Jason next with a shoulder pat but already eyeing Chris.“Well.” C opens his arms, and I embrace him as well. I feel a soft squash in his arms before he releases me. “Welcome home, Laynie.”“Thank you for waiting for me, C.”“I only have three favorite women in the world. I wouldn’t miss your announcement.” He beams.“Yeah, thank you. O