"Lead the way."
She steps out from under my arm and reaches back for my hand as her stride lengthens.I clasp it and match her pace.I'm enjoying the way her tits are moving and flowing with her gait when she glances up and sees me."All men love bouncy tits."
"Yes, we fucking do!"
As we walk past the Steakhouse, I realize we don't have reservations."Siri, I should go in and reserve a table."
"You don't have to.Bart has a standing table available all the time.We can just use his."
"What if he's using his."
"Then we'll join him."
"He won't mind?"
"Won't mind what?"
"Imposing on him."
"Bart?No.He won't mind.Trust me."
"Are you spoiled rotten?"
"Pretty much."
When we come upon the new construction area, the ticket booth is set up for the new Whitney Houston, I Will Always Love You Cirque do Soleil show, and there are people at the window.Banners fill the huge wall with Siri's picture along with the announcement that the venue is almost complete.I squeeze her hand."I should snap a pic of you in front of the ticket booth and send it to Zita and Bob."
"That's a great idea!"She detours to the ticket area and poses for me.She slides the sunglasses off her nose and removes the cap.Her long blonde hair floats out and swings down.Her eyes are dancing, and her smile is what dreams are made of.
I snap the pic, grab her hand and march past the reservation podium, through the gate, and up to the secret door in the wall with such focus, no one approaches us, but we do hear, 'Oh my god, It's Seary!'I push her up to the door, and she looks at it without moving, then turns back around and says."I don't have a card to swipe."
"Well, fuck!That's a snafu!"
But the door opens, and Cat stands inside."Baby Girl!"
"Cat!"Siri rushes into her arms, and I step in, closing the door behind us.The two friends hold each other in a long, tight hug.They talk at the same time, and I can't make out a thing they are saying.Beverly comes out of her office and joins them.Then a tall, slender man with spiked red hair runs down the hall to them.I'm guessing that's James.The family reunion is going strong when a distinguished man in a black silk suit walks down the hallway.He touches James' shoulder, and he steps aside."Excuse me.I want to greet our million-dollar baby now."Cat and Beverly step aside, too and Siri stands alone.My eyes narrow when I notice her posture changes.She stands there being ...meek.
Who is this dude?I stand tall and study him.Not sure if I like this alpha man whose smile is decisively dominant and who's decisively ignoring me.She opens her arms and walks up to him.He takes her in his embrace and says in her ear."How's my glowing, green-eyed vixen?You okay, Baby Girl?"
"I'm fine, Bart, but I owe you all an apology."She pulls away and addresses them."I put myself at risk.What I did was incredibly stupid.Please forgive."
Bart speaks first."No apology needed.We're all thankful you are fine."Then everyone else starts talking too.I can't make out a single word, but they all seem to be hearing each other.
I check my phone and see Dirk has texted.
Here now.I'm gambling.Come bring me luck.
Zita texted too.
Love the pic!Siri looks radiant!I'm blowing this up and having it framed for my office!
Siri touches my arm, and our eyes lock.Boom!That jolt of love that sometimes flashes so strong between us flashes again.I smile at her and lean down for a kiss.She pecks my lips and then turns to her crew.Her face radiates her joy."I want you to meet my husband."
"Husband?"Bart and James say at the same time.Bart's eyes and his dominant posture stare back.His eyes are narrowed, and he is sizing me up.I stare back, claiming her from him.
"Husband."She states emphatically.
Bart's hand comes out, and I step to shake it.His grip is extra firm, and I squeeze him down.I pump his hand and grab his forearm."Husband," I state just as emphatically, then add for certainty."Collared claimed and tamed."
