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“Mm-hm,” she grins. “So many muscles.”
I grin back at her and give her a quick kiss. Today was probably the best day of my year so far. The team and I finished our huge project ahead of schedule, I got an email confirming an upcoming boatload of renos on the horizon, and then I spent the evening having dinner and cosying up in front of an easy movie with the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever seen. It doesn’t get better.
When Harper finally pulls away she tucks some hair behind her ear and says, “Hey, I just wanted to, um, remind you about the, uh…” She swallows and glances away from me, looking nervous. “Um, about my premier? The press week begins on Monday and I was thinking about flying back for the final night so, um, if you still think that maybe you’d be okay to come with me…?”
I stroke at her cheek again and give her a nod when she glances back up at me.
“Of course I’ll come,” I tell her calmly, but beneath my shirt my abs are clenching tight. Like hell would I actually let her go on her own when her piece of shit ex-fiancé is going to be there, supposedly still wearing his goddamn engagement ring.
Which reminds me.
I hunch lower so that I can kiss her again and when she starts losing her strength, melting up against me, I ease my palms under her ass and scoop her over the stick-shift onto my lap.
She sucks in a breath when she lands splayed on my spread thighs, encouraging me to kiss her harder and rock upwards slightly, making sure that she’s feeling me and making sure that she’s getting ready.
When she presses her left hand against the swell of my pecs I seize the opportunity and grasp it with my right fist. I pull backwards and then hold her hand between us, rubbing pointedly at her ring finger as she blinks up at me in an over-stimulated daze.
“I wanna ask you something,” I rasp, the heat from Harper’s pussy on my lap making my voice more gruff than I mean for it to be. “About your engagement,” I add on, my eyes boring hard into her own.
She’s so breathless that for a moment she looks like she forgot that she was recently engaged. Fuck yeah.
“Uh, okay, yeah,” she pants. “Anything – you can ask me anything.”
I tap her slim finger and ask, “Did he give you a diamond?”
She stays silent for a couple of beats, wondering where I’m going with this, before she finally whispers, “A small one.”
I grunt. “You keep it?”
“I…” She looks at her bare finger, frowns, and then looks back up at me with a sad arch to her brow. “I posted it back through his letterbox before I came here. But I… I don’t like talking about this. I haven’t really thought about him in a while. I prefer to think about you.”
I graze my teeth over my bottom lip, liking that sentence way too much.
“Good,” I tell her. “I’m glad you got rid of it. And we won’t talk about it anymore, I promise. But I was thinking about when we go to see your movie and how maybe… maybe before we do that we should head to the jeweller’s in town.”
She looks up at me in surprise. “The jeweller’s? Why?”
I move my hands to her hips so that I can grind her slowly over my shaft, and then I slide my palms up to her waist, clutching her tight against my chest.
“You need some new diamonds,” I say simply.
Her eyes grow wide and I quickly dip down so that I can kiss her again. My tongue rubs firmly against hers and she moans gently into my mouth, processing the information that I just gave her.
“Diamonds, plural?” she whispers breathlessly against me as my fingers quickly tug down the zip on her jacket.
“Yeah, diamonds plural,” I murmur back to her, shoving the jacket off her shoulders and then getting to work on her jumper. When she’s left in nothing but her jeans and my work shirt I wrap a hand firmly around the side of her throat and say, “You’re gonna wear them here.”
Her long lashes flutter as my thumb strokes over her clavicle.
“A diamond necklace?” she whispers, entranced.
I can’t help but smirk as I nod down at her.
“It’s too much,” she says, her brow creasing.
It’s only the beginning, I think to myself as I gently rub away her frown. “Don’t you think that you deserve some new diamonds?” I ask her quietly as I pull my phone and my wallet from the pocket of my jeans, tossing them onto the vacant passenger seat.
“Um… uh…” she pants, fast-blinking with contemplation.
