I smile softly. If I think about his reaction when he saw me in the wedding dress, I’ll get teary. I was so emotional that day, and Breaker’s unconditional support was the only thing that held me together.I had never seen his face look so...adoring. Or perhaps wowed.“You look . . . fuck, you look stunning, Ophelia.”
“I think everything changed in me at that moment too.”
* * *
“I hate you,”Breaker says. He’s leaning against a low fence, taking deep breaths while I giggle next to him, Jorge taking in the scene as well and trying not to laugh.
“Why do you hate me?” I ask.
His eyes shoot to me as he says, “You know I despise that godforsaken ride. It’s death waiting to happen.”
“It’s a kid’s ride,” I say about Goofy’s Skycoaster.
“That is not a fucking kid’s ride, that is . . . that is a nightmare.” He takes a deep breath, and Jorge walks over to him. “Can I get you some water, Breaker?”
“Oh, he’s fine,” I say, but Breaker tells him differently.
“Water would be amazing. Thank you so much, Jorge.”
“Not a problem. Be right back.”
Once Jorge leaves, Breaker stands straight and grabs my wrist, pulling me in close to his chest. With a firm hold on me, he says, “You’re going to pay for that later.”
“Why? I didn’t force you to go on the ride. That was your own choice.”
“You taunted me and then pleaded. As if I can fucking deny you anything.” He nods toward the ride behind me with the sharp C curves that make you feel like you’re going to fall right off the track. “You knew I hated that ride.”
“I would have been just fine riding that on my own.”
“Bullshit.” He chuckles, his chest rumbling against mine. “Jesus, you’re such a liar. Face the facts, Lia, you’re going to pay for that.”
“What are you going to do? Spank me?” I ask.
His eyes darken as his hands fall to my lower back. “Yeah, I might just fucking spank you. I’ll spank you so hard that your pussy is drenched, begging for my dick, and then . . . I’ll leave you completely unsatisfied.”
I swallow hard. “You . . . you wouldn’t.”
“And then, when you’re lying there, restless, your cunt throbbing for release, I’ll make myself come all over your beautiful sloped back just to remind you who owns you.”
Well, good God.
“Here you go, Breaker,” Jorge says, coming up to us.
And as if someone turned off a light switch in him, Breaker goes from dominating alpha to cheery park guest. “Thank you so much, Jorge.” He shakes his head. “That Goofy Coaster gets me every time.”
“Me too. My niece loves it, and whenever I bring her here, it’s a requirement. I think she’s testing my love every time she makes me go on it.”
“I think Lia is doing the same . . . testing my love.”
And with one wink, my stomach bottoms out. That wink, and his use of the word love, it just about makes me throw my arms around his neck and kiss him.
And. . . why hasn’t he kissed me yet? For a moment, at lunch, I thought it was going to happen. Or earlier, when we were on the Ferris wheel, just enjoying the view while I sat on his lap, I thought that maybe it would happen then, but it didn’t.
If he wasn’t already intimately involved, I would have suspected that it would never happen.
Or even last night, that would have been the perfect moment, after we were done being all . . . carnal, when I rested in his arms, that would have been perfect. So I don’t understand the wait.
“You ready for the next ride?” Breaker asks. “I think we’re headed over to The Little Mermaid, right?”
