Pulling out of my thoughts, I held onto her, becoming aware of the feel of her tits as they pressed against my chest. I wanted to breathe her in.
“I’m okay,” she said.
I didn’t want to lose her. I don’t know why I didn’t want to lose her. She was just a woman, and I was just a man. Alba was different. I got that.
“I won’t let anything like that happen again.” I pulled away and looked into her brown eyes, but I couldn’t help but glance down and look at those full lips. They were inviting. I wanted to kiss her.
“I need a toothbrush,” she said. She pressed a hand to her mouth, and wrinkled her nose. “I’ve got vomit breath.”
I laughed. Kissing the top of her head, I reached out of the stall and grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste. There was no way I was able to brush her teeth. She looked at me as if I had given her the greatest gift in the world, as she took the toothbrush and toothpaste.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the same time I reached for the bar of soap. I might not be able to kiss her, but there were other things I could do. Lathering up the soap, as Alba started to brush her teeth, I put my hands on her body, and at first, she tensed up, but slowly, she stared to relax against my touch, which was exactly what I wanted. I didn’t linger too much on any one part of her; although I wanted to spend a great deal of time with her tits, I held myself back.
Getting her nice and clean, I then went for the shampoo, started to work on her hair, and I realized in that moment Ireally liked taking care of her. She finished brushing her teeth, and I lathered her hair with conditioner. The moment it was gone, she then got to work on me, and I had no problems with that.
My cock got hard. There was no way to stop it. Alba’s hands were on me, and I wanted her. I’ve wanted her for quite some time, but I’m giving her space. When the time came to make her my wife permanently, I was not going to hold back. I refused to do it under Roberto or Serra’s watchful eye. They could go and fuck themselves. I refused to follow their traditions.
Alba was mine in every way that mattered at the moment, or at least soon she would be. She had proven herself to me in ways no other woman had. She was loyal, fierce, and I was going to keep her in my life for as long as she wanted to be there. I knew the value of a woman like her.
She was one in a lifetime.
Chapter Six
Alba
There had been no missed calls or texts come through the phone my father had given me. I was happy to destroy it, but Odin said not to … that it could become useful.
Still, no cards arrived. No flowers. Not even a box of chocolates, not that I would have eaten them anyway. I didn’t trust my own family. The only person I did trust was Odin. The one man who had vowed to keep me safe, and all I had do to was be loyal to him. For the next week, we didn’t go out, and even though the poison had been in my system, I felt a little out of sorts.
Odin didn’t leave my side. We stayed at his studio apartment, cooking together, watching movies. When he did have to take a work call, I read one of the many books he’d gotten me. I was still a sucker for a romance, and I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have sex with Odin.
Yes, how quickly my life had changed. I didn’t realize I had started quite an erotic book, and yet the one I was reading was filthy and explored the relationship between a couple that were worlds apart. He was rich, she was not, and they couldn’t keep their hands off each other.
I loved taking a shower with Odin and having his hands on me, but I didn’t quite know how to translate it. How did you tell someone you wanted to have sex? Did he even want to take our relationship to the next level?
We were married but that didn’t mean we’d ever consummate our marriage. All I could seem to think about right now was sex. It was all that was on my mind, just sex, and I wasn’t happy about it. I didn’t want to think about sex, but as I iced the chocolate cake with the chocolate fudge icing, that was all that was going through my head.
Sex.
With Odin.
Wondering what it would be like to finally be claimed by him.
I knew it would be good, it would be powerful, and I looked over to where he was on his cell phone, at the window. He wore a pair of jeans and a white shirt, and he looked sexy. I’d never seen him in a suit. He didn’t look like any of the men I was used to being around. He looked powerful and in control.
I finished the last swoop of the icing, then took a lick off the spatula, and it tasted good. Odin finished his call and turned toward me. I was at the dining room table, as that was where I decided to ice the cake. All the frosting was gone, and Odin came toward me.
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
“Three girls have gone missing,” Odin said, taking a seat.
He didn’t ignore me, or try to hide his troubles.
I tensed up. “Three girls?” I asked.
“Yeah.” He ran a hand down his face. “I’m chasing leads, but they could be runaways. Some of the information I’m getting tells me they don’t have it great at home.”
“Do you follow up on all missing girls’ cases?” I asked.