“Holy fuck…this is mine?” Kyra’s awe is evident in her voice.
“Yes, Love. I bought this building outright for you. The other businesses are owned by us as well. I wanted to make sure we could keep small businesses in business.” I walk over to her, where she is just standing in the middle of the space, jaw slack. Giving her a kiss on the top of her head, I pull her into my chest.
“Thank you.” Her voice is so slow that I barely make it out.
“Ky, seriously, this is perfect.” Nyx walks up to us with a huge smile on her face. “You did good, brother-in-law.” She slaps me playfully on the arm and goes back to exploring the space.
“Over here,” I point to a counter space already built in. “I think it is the perfect space to set up the cafe. So you can serve coffee in the mornings and wine in the evenings. In the back, I thought it would be a good spot to host book club meetings or author signings.”
“You have envisioned all this?” Kyra meets my gaze with a little shock and excitement.
“Of course. This was your dream, and it’s my job to make your dreams come true. So I needed to find a space that would work for what you wanted.”
With just a second to react, she jumps up in my arms and wraps her legs around my waist. As soon as her face is at the same level as mine, her lips are on mine. My knee wants to give out at the sudden weight change, but I quickly walk us over to the counter and set her ass on it, not breaking our kiss.
Kyra starts to grind up against my length when there is a throat clearing behind me.
“Oh fuck!” Kyra squeals. “I forgot we had company.” She blushes and buries her face in my chest.
“We will see you two back at the house.” Nyx gives me a wink as she leads our posse out of the store.
“It’ll be about an hour for me to get dinner finished once I get home.” Demitri pats me on the shoulder with a look in his eye that says ‘take your time’.
“Thanks,” I say with a chuckle.
Once I hear the store door close behind them, I leave Kyra on the counter and lock the door.
CHAPTER 47
KYRA
Callum stalks across the floor, his eyes never leave mine. My whole body shakes at the thought that this man owns me, mind, body, and soul. He bought a whole fucking building so I can have my dream of owning a bookstore. I don’t even remember telling him about this dream. It was just one of those things that Nyx and I would talk about. Kind of like how we want to take a road trip through Ireland or Scotland one day.
Fuck, he could probably make that happen, too.
“When did I tell you I wanted a bookstore?” I question as I look around the space.
“It’s always just a random comment here, or there you made, when we would talk about nonsense. I listen, I always listen.” He says, while I slip back into my daydream.
A hand comes around the back of my neck, and I am brought back to the current. Callum’s lips on mine are soft and warm. His kiss is slow and steady, completely in control. Following his lead, I let our tongues dance together, letting the passion flow. I don’t think there is anything I could do to express how much I love this man.
His hands slide down my body, stopping momentarily at each breast to toy with them over my sweater dress. I only have a soft bralette under the sweater because we got dressed quickly to get here. Callum can feel my peaking nipples through the material.
He breaks the kiss to trail kisses down my neck, leaving a quick love bite just below my ear, and I squeal. Cal takes a step back, and a whimper leaves my throat.
“Sunflower, I have to take your boots off so we can strip you of these leggings.” He gives me that panty-melting smirk before he starts to untie my winter boots.
The boots hit the wood floor, and then he pulls off my socks. Lifting my red sweater dress up over my head, he kisses along my collar bones. Goosebumps cover my skin from his touch. Brings my lips back to his, and he devours my mouth like it is the last time he will ever kiss me. Callum’s teeth nibble at my lip before he breaks the kiss to pull my bralette over my head.
He brings his mouth to one of my pebbled nipples and gently tugs with his teeth causing a moan to leave my mouth.
“Fuck…Callum.” He groans at my words and continues to suck and bite at my nipples before kissing a path down my stomach.
The feeling of him kissing my stomach used to cause me to be self-conscious, but he has loved me through all my stages. All I do now is squirm because I want his mouth in other places. He gently tugs my leggings down my legs with my panties before throwing them on the pile of my discarded clothes.
Once my entire body is revealed to him, Callum stands back to just appreciate me. His eyes drink in every ounce of my skin, cataloging every mole, scar, and stretch mark. Yet again, I don’t feel a single moment of self-consciousness.
“You are so absolutely beautiful, I love just looking at you. At the same time, I feel like if I don’t touch you, I will explode.” His words bring the entire zoo to life in my stomach.
