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The slight quiver in her voice told him she sensed the undercurrents between them.
‘Something like that,’ he answered easily, even while his stomach churned.
Because this would be his most important project yet.
She lowered her glass, her eyes shadowing slightly, and she winced.
‘What is it?’ he rasped.
She grimaced, one hand reaching behind her to massage her back. ‘I know it’s technically impossible, but I feel as if our child has gained another pound between dinner and now!’ Her eyes widened as he relieved her of the glass, shed his tuxedo jacket, then dropped to his haunches before her. ‘What are you doing?’
He lightly grasped her ankle and unbuckled her shoe. ‘Relieving some of your stress—as is my right,’ he said, and the pounding need for things he’d thought impossible but which now seemed imperative echoed in his voice.
Her lips parted, but she didn’t protest at his assistance, instead bracing one hand on the glass wall and the other on his shoulder. ‘Thank you.’
He undid the other shoe and set it aside, then his hands trailed up her slim calves, massaging the firm flesh. His body roared at her husky moan.
‘I want to do more,’ he offered.
And he meant so much more than easing her aches. Now that he’d given himself fuller permission to envisage their future, endless scenarios bombarded him. One in which the heartache of loss and rejection was frantically overcome with greater, deeper emotion.
Like love.
That soul-shaking feeling that had always clung to the edges of his existence and never gone away. No matter how much he’d willed it to. No matter how much he’d convinced himself that this woman wasn’t worth it, that her actions were too reminiscent of his pain to ever be set aside.
But now shame stung him for condemning her so roundly. For tainting her and what they might have with the brush of his mother’s heartless actions.
She sucked in a shaky breath, then nodded. ‘Okay.’
Dropping forward onto his knees, Ares continued his ministrations, digging into her tight muscles, and watched her head fall back.
‘Oh, God, that feels so good.’
Her whispered words sent a powerful sensation straight to his chest, then lower to his lately forsaken libido. He let in the sublime sensation, opening himself up to what could be.
Before he could drive himself insane with the promises whispering in his head he drew out his phone. Keeping one hand on her, and absorbing her every reaction, he sent the electronic command he needed to.
A few minutes later a familiar voice flowed through the inbuilt speakers: ‘Ares, your bath is ready.’
His wife’s gaze snapped to his, her beautiful eyes wide in surprise. ‘Oh...is that my voice?’
He slotted the phone back into his pocket. ‘Yes. I programmed the penthouse virtual assistant to have your voice.’ He rose and swept her into his arms.
Her eyes widened even more as her arms slid around his neck. ‘It’s not in the whole tower, is it?’
Ares shook his head as he strode into the breathtakingly luxurious bathroom. ‘No. It’s for just this penthouse. For my ears only.’
She shifted in his arms and heat intensified in his groin when another flush crept into her face.
‘That pleases you, doesn’t it?’
Her beautiful lashes swept down, but he noticed her altered breathing. ‘There’s something...hot about it,’ she murmured sultrily.
‘Indeed,’ he concurred, stopping next to a tub wide enough to hold six easily.
The lights had been set to a seductive ambience, emphasising her perfection as he reached behind her and lowered her zipper. She was braless, and once he’d disposed of her panties she stood before him, a ripe goddess whom he fully accepted had commanded his world since the first moment she’d stepped into it all those years ago.
‘Thee mou, you’re perfection. Aphrodite herself,’ he breathed.
