Seducing Her Beast (Page 14)

He laid her in the bed and got in behind her. Unlike before she was content to feel him behind her without having sex. What she’d just felt would stay with her for the rest of her life.

Wayne stroked her hair as the minutes began to pass. No words were needed.

Her eyes began to droop as sleep claimed her. She closed her eyes feeling content. For the first time since Wayne had come to her life she really knew what it meant to feel safe and protected.

“I love you, Lily. I’ll never stop.”

She smiled. His words were whispered against her ear. The soothing tone of his voice made her heart melt. She felt him grow lax as sleep took him. Lily closed her eyes and fell to sleep. She didn’t dream. Her heart and world were content.

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Wayne stared at his wife. She looked so peaceful. The sun was coming up. He wanted to go and make her some tea, but he didn’t want her to think he’d left her like before. Wayne stroked her face and waited for her to wake up.

He felt part of her. Their lovemaking had been so passionate the night before. He wanted to smack himself for ever doubting their time together. Lily didn’t want a different life. He was so stupid to have thought otherwise.

Lily moved, and in the next instant she opened her eyes. He smiled down at her. “Morning, baby.”

“You’re still here.”

“Where else would I be?” he asked, pleased he had made the right decision in staying.

“I don’t know. You think some crazy thoughts sometimes. I can’t always keep up.” She stretched.

Wayne moved the sheets out of the way so he could see her body better. He moaned at her ripe tits and flushed skin. She was addictive to him.

“You can’t keep thinking that. I’ve pawned the kids off for long enough. I’m going to start walking them to school.”

He smiled even though his mind was on the sex. It was the weekend, and Scarlet and Richard would be bringing back their kids. Blake and Harry were the best of friends. Nothing would keep them apart.

“Christmas is coming. I’m going to take some time off work and spend time with you. I think it’s time we got together and began to get this house festive. I know the tree is up and some decorations but not everything. I’ve been lax in my department.” Wayne stroked her belly.

“You’d really do that?” she asked.

“I’d love to do it. Do you remember our first Christmas together?”

“Where you walked in when I was singing?” Lily smiled placing her hand on top of his.

“The very one. This is going to be a great year for us,” he said. Wayne felt it, too. “I know I made a mistake, but I’m going to make it up to you.”

“I know. I look forward to wearing my rings again.”

Wayne chuckled. He had an idea for the rings. “I’m going to go and make you some breakfast for a change, and I’m going to clean away the breakfast dishes. Will you be okay to get ready and meet me downstairs in half an hour?” he asked.

“Are you going to phone Richard?” she asked.

“Yes. We’ll have this weekend together as a family, and next week we’ll prepare for Christmas. I’ll phone and make sure work understands I’ll be taking a Christmas vacation.” He leaned down, kissed her lips, then got out of bed. Wayne knew her gaze followed him out of the room.

First, he went down to the laundry room and grabbed himself a pair of pants before going into his study to make a call. Wayne phoned work first and ordered his secretary to cancel all of his meetings or to get someone else to cover for him. Once everything was done he phoned Richard. He knew Tony had already taken Opal away. The lucky bastard didn’t have children to worry about. Wayne loved his kids, but he wished he could spend more time with Lily.

“Hello,” Scarlet said after several rings. “I told you to put that in the suitcase. Blake, stop encouraging Harry. Hello.”

Wayne chuckled.

“Well, you’re not Lily, and I bet you’re not John.”

He heard the humour in her voice. “I take it the date with John was your and Opal’s idea?”

“You needed to have your reality check, Wayne. I guess it worked. The incoming number is from your own home. How is Lily?” she asked.

“Thank you. You were right. I needed a reality check.”

“You’re welcome. Don’t worry about it, Wayne. We’re all here for you. You have your friends you can count on.”

He smiled. “Is Richard there? I want to apologise to him, and also, I think it’s time you made your way over here. Don’t you guys have somewhere to be?” he asked.

“Yes, we’re getting ready. The nanny should be following us up. Richard doesn’t want me to spend the whole time on my feet. I’m sure that man would be shocked by how much work parenting is. Anyway, here he is.”

The phone passed hands. He heard muttered words and then the sound of kissing. Richard came on the phone several seconds later.

“I take it I was right?”

“Yes, I was wrong.” Wayne chuckled.

“Put it down to having the lawyer instinct. It messes with everything. Are you happy?” Richard asked, getting down to business.

“We’ll get there. This has put a dent in everything. I shouldn’t have left and should have just talked to her. I’m learning from my mistakes.” Wayne ran his fingers through his hair as he looked out of his study window.

“As long as you’re going to fix it. I love you like a brother. I don’t want you to be in any kind of pain. You or Tony. We’re all a family with our wives.”

“I can’t wait until that smug bastard has kids,” Wayne said, remembering the gloating look Tony had had when Wayne went a little insane after learning about Lily’s pregnancy. At the time she’d been terrified, and he didn’t want to scare her. He’d kept all the fear tightened down. Maybe that was what they needed to do. Spend some time opening up about their fears. He filed the thought away for thinking about later.

“Even though I know it will be with my sister, I’d love to see the panic within him. He’ll be older than us when his first is born.”

Wayne spent another few minutes talking with his friend catching up on other facts. Once they were done, he hung up and went into the kitchen. He knew how to cook the bare essentials, bacon, eggs and toast, but with a lot of stuff Lily did it better. Anyway, he’d make the effort to do something special for her.

He put a couple of pans on the oven top then went to get the ingredients he needed to make her an omelette. Not a very romantic breakfast, but at least it was the one thing he knew how to cook.