Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
“To us,” I offer, then lift the glass to my lips while she does the same.
“I can’t believe you did that in front of so many people,” she whispers. Her cheeks are flushed, and there are still tears in her eyes, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen her look so happy.
“Tell me about it. Now you know for sure how much I love you.”
“I already did.” Still, she’s wearing what looks like an unhappy little pout as she lowers her glass.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Nothing at all.” The way she sighs tells another story. “It’s just the outfit I’m wearing under this dress kind of pales in comparison.”
“Outfit?” I ask, my interest piqued.
“It’s nothing special.” Her lips twitch like she’s trying to hide a smile. “Look under the table.”
I very deliberately drop my napkin, then bend down as if to pick it up when I’m really checking out my wife. She lifts her dress a little, revealing the garters and stockings she’s wearing—and the panties she isn’t. Her bare pussy beckons, and now I can’t remember why we came here in the first place. Food? There’s something else I’d much rather be eating right now.
My cock is like steal by the time I sit up. “Not that it’s a contest, but you never have to worry about the sight of you wearing something like that being overshadowed by anything else.”
“That’s good to know.” She flashes a devilish little smile before lifting her glass to be refilled. “It sure would be a shame if you got me tipsy and had your way with me back at the suite.”
“My heart breaks at the thought.” I pour champagne into her glass while imagining how much better it would taste if I licked it off her body. We’ll have to find out after dinner. I’m sure I could have a bottle brought up.
“Thank you for the best Christmas I’ve ever had,” she whispers, and the diamond on her hand flashes when she lifts her flute.
“Thank you for giving me a reason to look forward to it again. You’ve helped me see it all through new eyes.” This shouldn’t come as a surprise since she’s had that effect on my entire life. Making the darkness easier to bear, bringing out the light when I can’t find it on my own.
We toast again, this time to all the holidays to come. No matter what happens, I’ll have her by my side. That’s all I need.
CHAPTER TEN
Aspen
I watch the Swiss Alps disappear under the clouds as I lean back in my comfortable leather seat. Being a Rossi has endless perks, including flying private.
“Are you ready to head back to Corium?”
“Actually, yes.” It's hard to believe the words coming out of my mouth, but it’s true. Corium has turned into my home. One I share with Quinton for the time being. We’re in our third year now, and Scarlet will be in her first in a few months. “I miss Brittney and Lucas.”
“We’ll be there by tomorrow.”
“Can I interest you in some champagne or anything else?” our stewardess comes by to ask.
“Nothing for me, but thank you.” I rub my stomach. “I think I went a little overboard on the hot chocolate while on vacation. My stomach is a little upset. Or maybe I’m just starting my period.” Yes, that’s probably it. It’s that time of the month, I realize.
“Why don’t you sit back and take a little nap?” Quinton suggests and I’m more than happy to agree.
I push the button to lean the seat all the way back and let the footrest pull out so I’m laying in my seat. Quinton brings me a blanket and tucks me in, before placing a soft kiss on my forehead.
One minute, I’m taking a nap; the next, Quinton wakes me up. “We’re about to land in New York,” he whispers into my ear. “Sorry, you have to sit up.”
“Oh my god, I slept the whole flight!” I rub the sleep out of my eyes. “Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“There was no need. Traveling clearly makes you tired.” Quinton helps me straighten my seat back up for landing.
The stewardess brings me a bottle of water before buckling up in the front of the cabin. The landing is as smooth as always. Xander only hires the best pilots and staff.
After a quick meal while the plane fuels up, we lift off again to Alaska. We land in Takotna a few hours later. From there, we take the helicopter to Corium since the university doesn’t have an airstrip.
The castle part of Corium comes into view, and the familiar feeling of being home settles in my chest. It’s odd thinking of Corium as my home when I hated being here for so long. But that’s exactly what it has become.
“I think we have a welcome committee waiting for us,” Quinton points out.