I frown in confusion. “Away? For our drive, you mean?”
“No, away,” she insists. “We… we never had a honeymoon.”
I smirk into her hair. “Look at you, Miss Traditional. You really are going to make me a family man, aren’t you?”
“I thought you already were.”
She gives me a goofy grin, the kind I never imagined my Seraphina could give. Guess all she really needed was some love and a good fuck.
I fell in love with a quiet, broken girl. I love her all the more now that she’s starting to become whole. And there’s something in knowing that for all my cruel ways, I played a part in healing her, that makes my heart swell.
“A honeymoon,” I echo thoughtfully. Then, making my mind up abruptly, I say, “Fine. Let’s go.”
“Right… right now?” she says, then squeaks as I withdraw my fingers suddenly and forcefully from her ass, before giving her a loud smack.
“Yes, now. Up you go!”
I lift her up, turn off the showerhead, and bring her to the bedroom. I’m not sure if I’ll ever put her down. But she doesn’t seem to mind. Gone is my rebellious Seraphina. She’s given in to me at last. Or maybe I’m the one who’s given in to her.
Whichever it is, I don’t care. For the first time, I feel entirely connected to her, and it’s an addictive feeling. I wrap an oversized towel around the both of us, dry us off, then plop her down on the bed and toss her a dress. I quickly put some clothes on too, then go hunt for a few clothes that I drop into a suitcase.
“Where are we going?” she asks.
“No clue,” I grin. “We’ll see.”
I lift her up in my arms again then toss her over my shoulder, laughing at the sound of her shriek, and pick up the suitcase. When we reach the car with its trunk still open, I feel in my pockets for the keys.
Well, goddamn it. This girl is making me stupid with happiness.
“Must have forgotten the car keys in my other pants,” I say, putting her down so she’s seated in the open trunk. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
And then, maybe, we’ll leave,I think, but my cock is already growing hard again.Though, come to think of it, I still haven’t given you the punishment I promised you.
She must see the dark look in my eyes, because she shivers, but the goofy grin that’s once more on her face belies her apparent fear.
I head back to the house quickly, already regretting the feel ofher body in my arms, her hair tickling my chin. Rushing to the bathroom where I’d tossed my pants to the floor, I fumble in the pockets, but there are no keys to be found. Fuck. Where’d I put them?
I’m pretty sure they were in my pocket. I must have dropped them somewhere in the house or out front. Probably while I was fucking my girl in the car trunk, I think with a smirk. Guess I’ll have to go back outside and hunt.
I’m about to stand back up when I suddenly frown in confusion. There’s the loud rumbling noise of a motor outside.
Could it be the guys, coming to help me face Noel? A little too late, I think dryly, as I cross the bedroom toward the window looking out on the front lawn.
But there is no other car. Noel’s black Mercedes is still in the driveway, the Angel’s body slumped over on the ground. And my car…
My car is being driven quickly away.
What the fuck?
22
Seraphina
“I’ll be back in a minute.”
The last thing I hear are those words, the last thing I see before Damien returns to the house is his eyes dark with desire. The thought that he’s not finished with me yet makes me shiver in anticipation. I find myself hoping for the punishment he promised me. Not that I don’t like the sex. But right now, I want something more.
When I suddenly feel a hand fall over my eyes, I shriek in surprise, then shriek louder when I feel myself getting stuffed in the trunk of the car. Both shrieks come out very muffled, first by the hand, then by the trunk. Before I can overcome my shock, I’m submerged in darkness.
