Page 11 of Romancing Rayne

“I’ll do the honors, so you don’t cut yourself. You tell me where.”

I looked around the room full of people; no one was necessarily paying attention, but we were still out in the open.

“Do you need me to stand watch or something?” I whispered.

Ghost threw his head back and roared with laughter. I wasn’t sure what was funny but seeing him carefree and happy was one of the best feelings in the world.

“No, Princess. This isn’t a top-secret, covert mission. Just point where you want it.”

“Don’t laugh at me. I don’t want you to get arrested, leaving me to wander around London by myself for the next few days.”

“Never gonna happen.” He quickly sobered. “I would never do anything that would jeopardize your safety or mine.”

He didn’t wait for me to show him where I wanted our initials, instead, he chose the corner closest to him and left a very tiny P+G.

Princess and Ghost.

* * *

Ghost

By the time we exited the Waterloo station the sun had started to set. There was one more place I wanted to take Rayne before we headed back to the hotel.

“How are you feeling?”

“Wonderful.” She beamed, her smile so full of love it nearly took my breath away.

“You’re not too tired? I don’t want you to overdo it. We have a long day tomorrow, but I want to make one more stop before we call it a night.”

“But it’s still early,” she protested.

“It is.”

I tucked Rayne close as we walked toward the River Thames.

“I’m not tired, and it’s only like four in the afternoon back home.”

“I’m sure I can find plenty of ways to exhaust my pretty wife.” She tucked her head against my chest and wrapped her arms around me.

“In that case, I’m ready to go back now.”

“Come on. I wanna show you something. Then I’m taking you back to the hotel to feast on your sweet pussy. The little taste on the plane did nothing to satisfy my hunger.”

“Do I get to taste you, too?” she shyly asked, her words muffled.

“Oh, yeah. You can have anything you want.”

The rest of the short walk to the Eye of London was done in silence, both of us content, holding each other and taking in the sights. When we stopped in front of the gigantic Ferris wheel, she pulled away and looked up.

“It seems bigger than before.”

I bit back the juvenile, “that’s what she said,” response and opted instead to pull her to the Fast Track and Private Capsule entry area.

“What, no bribing the attendant this time?” She nodded at the sign.

“Best fifty pounds I ever spent. Having you all alone, watching you take in the night sky was worth every penny.”

“I’m still not so sure about this.”