Zaira made a noise between a choke and a gasp.
I sighed. “I know that, but we can’t do any of it if you don’t get us outta this trailer. But if you’re hoping for us to jump out this window, then that’s a different story.”
“If you could, you already would’ve,” he retorted.
“Yeah.” I smirked. “But I’m not flexible, you see.” I gestured at him with my head. “You flexible, Shane? I never really asked.”
“Good God,” Zaira whispered, and then slapped my arm. “Gall!”
I laughed and looked at her. “What? I just feel like one of the reasons he looks so fit despite being in his fifties is because of all the Kamasutra him and his wife try.”
Zaira palmed her face in white-hot horror, just as Shane yelled, “I do not indulge in Kamasutra!”
A few of the crew members snickered as they passed him, which only made him red in the face.
“I don’t know why I even deal with you most of the times,” he grumbled, and then headed towards the trailer door. “Fucking Adonis-looking brat.”
Zaira laughed at that. “You two are hilarious.”
I grinned. “He’s the Hardy to my Laurel.”
She nodded, still laughing. “I can tell.” She wiped at her eyes from behind her glasses and shook her head. “Just…wow.”
I chuckled and pulled her closer so I could feel her breaths against my lips.
“Hey, Zaira?” I said.
Humor left her features when she looked at my face, and replaced itself with awe. “Yeah?” She held the right side of my face in her hand.
“You ready to face the world with me?” I asked her. “Ready for the world to see you for the wonderful woman you are?”
She parted her lips slightly. “With you by my side? Yes, Gallan;always.”
Electricity buzzed my veins. “Come here, you.” I gently grabbed her jaw and bent so I could taste her.
Zaira fisted my t-shirt and pulled me towards her. “Who knew presuming you the way I did would show me the real you; that it would act as a catalyst for giving you to me,” she panted, and then slowly tugged at my bottom lip with her teeth.
I grinned. “If only I’d known, baby. I’d let you presume the fuck out of me just so I could have you the way I’ve wanted to since the very beginning.”
She smiled beautifully. “You have me now,” she whispered.
“I do, and I promise to hold onto you for the rest of my life – for better, or for the worse.”
Her eyes gleamed brilliantly against the morning light, and when she leaned in and kissed me again, I thanked every holy entity out there,andalso the bloody rat who’d infiltrated my trailer, for making me the luckiest asshole in the whole damn cosmos.
