And then my heart was almost instantly broken.
But if there is one thing I’ve always been good at, it’s hiding my feelings. Which is why I use the day to quietly sort my feelings and put on my mask.
Tomorrow night, Win is going into the city. He says it’s for work, but I saw the call log, I know the truth.
He’s back to wife-hunting.
My chest tightens with an ache, but I draw in a deep gulp of air, clearing the feeling.
Because tonight, he’s mine. And I’m going to make the most of it. Some women never get a chance to hold a man like Win.
It’s not just sex, though the orgasms are amazing. No man has ever made me feel protected like he does. He makes me feel…loved.
And that’s a tough one for me to let go of, because I’ve never had love. Never known it.
I swallow down a lump and watch the sun as it sinks in the sky.
Win had work to do, but he said he wanted to have a quiet dinner with me. So as the sun disappears I get up and head into the bathroom.
I’m still wearing the sundress he chose for me. I finger the spaghetti strap and then pull out my makeup bag.
I don’t want anything heavy.
It won’t go with the dress.
And besides, tonight, I think I want to be his kitten, not badass Katarina.
It’s not that I can’t be my tough-as-nails self. I just want one more night of being curled in his embrace, sleeping like nothing is going to hurt me.
Because, when I’m with Win, I know I’m safe.
I sigh as I apply a little lip gloss. I’m going to miss that. And, I’m going to have to think about life after Win.
Because, as much as I’ve never considered what came after I had played out revenge on my father to its end, with Win and I joining forces, there’s a solid chance I make it out of this alive.
What do I want to do with my life?
“Kitten?”
“In here,” I call, dabbing the last of the gloss on my lips.
He appears in the doorway, leaning on the jam. My feet are still bare as I lean over the counter to check the gloss. “Whatcha doing?”
My brows lift as I catch his gaze in the mirror. “Slang, Your Grace?”
He gives me a wide smile. “That is unusual, isn’t it?” He pushes off the jam and comes to stand behind me, his hands coming to my hips.
As always, they look massive as he holds my torso in his palms, his fingers splaying over my body. “Any particular reason you’re in such a good mood?”
“I do have a beautiful woman bent over the sink.”
My breath catches as that familiar flutter pulses between my legs. His gaze holds mine in the mirror.
He leans in, his chest pressing to my back as he kisses my shoulder. “But that isn’t the only reason I’m celebrating tonight.”
“Celebrating?” My throat tightens and I can’t quite disguise my wince. This is usually my specialty, hiding my feelings, but Win has made me raw.
He catches the expression and his brows draw together. “Everything all right?”
