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“Let’s go shopping here, we can get you a dress and then we can go back to the city in time for the event Saturday night. I’m in no rush to give up my alone time with you just yet.” He said, sitting down on the edge of the couch and putting a hand on the back cushion, leaning over me, and pinning me in.
“I’m in no rush to go back. I quite like this side of you.” I said, raising my palm to lay flat against the side of his face, running the pad of my thumb over the faint lines at the edge of his eye.
“What side of me is that?” He asked, turning his face to kiss my palm. I slid it down his neck and pulled him down to me, kissing him gently and then pushing him back a bit.
“The side of you that’s calm, relaxed and utterly obsessed with me.” I joked, loving the way the lines next to his eyes deepened when he smiled. He was aging so gracefully, he looked mature and powerful, but every now and then I’d get a glimpse of that teenage boy under it all and I’d melt completely for him all over again.
“I don’t think my obsession with you is ever going to fade love, regardless of where we are spending our time.”
“Maybe not.” I tsked, “But here you have the time to devote to acting on that obsession without other responsibilities.” A serious look passed over his face and his smile lines faded as frown lines over his eyebrows deepened. “What?” I asked, suddenly worried about being too needy.
“Say the word and we’ll walk away from all of it.”
“What?” I asked again, sitting up against the arm of the couch as he leaned in closer, canceling the space I’d put between us to focus. “Away from what?”
“Everything.” He said so easily. “Work. Responsibilities that don’t revolve around you and our family. I’ll walk away from it all. Just say the word.”
“Stop it.” I gasped and shook my head. “That’s not what I was saying.” I said hurriedly, because I couldfeelhow serious he was about it. He’d walk away from it all for me if I asked him too. “I was just saying there’s a difference in you between the two worlds Mav. But that’s not a bad thing, baby. I don’t want you to change.”
“I’m serious though Cora.” He said. “We have more than enough money to live this same comfortable lifestyle for the next four generations of our family. I don’tneedto go to work every day.”
“I know you don’t need to Mav, but it’s a giant part of you. And I knew that before we were even out of high school. I knew this was your future, and I still chose to be by your side for it.”
He didn’t look necessarily convinced but he didn’t look like he was going to jump off the edge and liquidate Jones Holding either. At least not in the next ten minutes.
“I don’t want to wake up one day and realize that I waited to live my life until I was too old to enjoy it. I’ve seen too many men in this lifestyle do that and I don’t want that. And I don’t want to miss out on any of the important moments in life with you or our kids.”
“You won’t Mav, look at your dad. He’s in his fifties and he retired years ago to let you take over things. He benefits financially and gets to do whatever the hell he wants to do with his days. You can do the same thing, however and whenever you want to baby. Don’t worry about me, I’ll tell you if I need more of you. Or if you’re smothering me and I need less of you.” I added cheekily and he growled at me.
“Never. You are never getting less of me.” He said, leaning in and kissing me again. “I can’t possibly give less of myself to you when I feel like I can’t exist without you engrained in every part of me.”
“Oh Mav.” I sighed dreamily and kissed him. “You’re so romantic.”
He smiled down at me with a predatory glean in his eyes. “Now go get naked so I can fuck your ass before I take you to town and fuck you in some high-end boutique’s dressing room to scandalize the stuck-up patrons.” He growled and I could tell he was serious.
I snorted and shook my head. “And there is the Maverick I know and love.”
Chapter 23 – Maverick
I held my hand out to my wife, helping her step out of the car and onto the sidewalk outside the boutique in town. She took my breath away, wearing a simple wrap style lavender summer dress and white strappy sandals. Her long blonde hair was twisted up on the back of her head and I was finding it hard to focus when the slender slope of the back of her neck was calling out for my attention.
Her asshole was still currently filled with my come from when I fucked her an hour ago in the center of our bed, but yet the back of her feminine neck was getting my dick hard again.
I was a fucking goner.
“You look exquisite darling.” I told her, loving the way her eyes twinkled with love as she looked up at me.
I held her hand and kissed her softly before walking us up the front steps and opening the door. When we stepped inside, the high-end perfume smell of the place assaulted me, but I gritted my teeth to deal with it for Cora’s sake. This was why I loved having a personal shopper for both myself and her, we could avoid these types of places all together.
And especially since the terrible experience Cora had at a shop in the city last week. She was tense next to me, and I knew she was remembering the shame and mortification those bitches cast down on her, but no one, and I mean no one, was going to so much as look in Cora’s direction with anything but respect and kindness with me by her side.
I’d make sure of it.
I kissed her temple as a woman looked over to greet us, nearly swallowing her tongue when she saw us standing in her doorway. “Mr. Jones!” She gasped, rushing around the counter. Other women and employees in the store turned quickly at her shocked salutation and were all watching myself and my wife in shocked curiosity.
The press buzz had not died down from the scandal of Veronica’s lies last week and word spread quickly about our wedding last weekend, leaving us the most talked about couple in all of New York. Cora posted one candid photo of us dancing after the ceremony to her Instagram and it had gone viral, leaving her inundated with hundreds of thousands of new followers and messages alike. Everyone wanted to know the new Mrs. Jones.
“What an honor to have you both here at Oliva Grace’s. Whatever you want or need while you’re here, I’ll be more than happy to provide for you immediately Mr. and Mrs. Jones.” She said, nodding to Cora but giving me the primary amount of attention. And it seemed that Cora was fine with that as she tucked herself in against my side more. “My name is Aurora and I’m the manager here.”
