I collapsed on top of him, his heavy breaths music to my ears. I turned my head, and warm air whispered against my face. Normally, I wanted someone’s last breaths, but with Wynn I wanted them all—forever, and for them to never stop.
I’d woken up early.Wynn was still asleep, so I showered, dressed for the day, and went into my office, where I had to do a little damage control since I’d canceled the remainder of my tour. I took breakfast in there as I answered emails my assistant passed to me as personal. Most were family correspondence, and I made fairly quick work of it.
By the time I was done, it was close to noon and I was sure Wynn was up. I made my way to the first floor and was passing the sitting room when I heard laughter. I pivoted and entered. Hannah, Mark, and Wynn were drinking tea, eating a snack, and talking.
“Good afternoon.” I smiled, hoping the new day meant any animosity of the day prior was gone.
“There you are.” Wynn stood and, to my surprise, kissed me right in front of his friends. “I was looking for you, but Brantly informed us you were working.”
“I was in my office.”
He grinned. “Are you done for the day?”
“I am.”
“Would you like to go out with me and Hannah?”
My gaze went instantly to Mark, and he quirked a brow. “I’m not feeling like hopping from shop to shop, and Brantly showedme a killer game room I’m dying to enjoy.” He didn’t seem as angry, and I felt settled that I wouldn’t have to consider killing him.
“Shopping?” I looked at Wynn.
“I figured if I’m going to be on this island, I might as well see everything, and Minnie said Thrindell has this street called Indulgence Boulevard that has shops and salons…oh, and a place where you can make your own candy.”
“Yes, I’ve been. It’s a huge tourist attraction.” I wasn’t sure how great it would be for Wynn and Hannah if I was there being crowded by people. “I’m afraid I might cause a bit of an uproar if I am with you.”
Hannah waved her hand. “So? You can be our tour guide, and I’m sure you have a throng of security.”
I glanced at Wynn again. “I suppose we can go.”
He chuckled. “Don’t look so happy about it. You don’t have to.”
Honestly, I didn’t want to go, but I also didn’t want to be away from Wynn and I had to prove to him that being with me, married, forever, was the best thing in the world. Him coming to that conclusion on his own would make this go much smoother. If that meant I had to pretend to enjoy gallivanting around Thrindell, so be it.
“It’ll be great. Let me inform Edward. He will need to make some security arrangements. Perhaps we can go in an hour, after lunch?”
Hannah nodded. “Sounds great.”
Edward wasn’t thrilled with the short notice, but I didn’t give a fuck. It was his job to secure places and things no matter what the time frame.
The four of us ate outside facing the ocean, the breeze warm and the sun shining. It was a beautiful day, and yet I could feel the trickle of dread creeping up my spine. I knew I’d get Wynn’sname cleared, but Ridgeway was of the belief that Wynn killed his cousin, and I also knew that as soon as he was told to back off, he’d snap. I could see it in his eyes…I recognized the same beast lurking behind his gaze. He was a killer just like me, and he was on the trail for revenge and wasn’t going to be stopped easily.
Well, he wasn’t prepared for me, then, because I would tear down anyone who hurt Wynn, and I’d take their last breaths with me.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Wynn
Shopping was verydifferent with a prince. Edward made us stay in the car when we got to the top of the street. There were no vehicles allowed since there were also food carts and street vendors selling all sorts of things. So we’d be walking and, judging by Edward’s expression, he wasn’t thrilled about that.
As soon as we began moving, heads turned, the wind carried whispers that the prince was there, and almost everyone was pointing their phones at us. We slipped into the first shop, which was filled with candles, and took a breath.
“Okay, so this may be a bit of a challenge.” Hannah laughed. “But hey, candles.” She moved over to the shopkeeper and wondered about some of them while I checked with Julian.
“You okay?”
“I’m fine. I’m used to this; it’s why I do very little of my own shopping unless it’s online.”
I absolutely understood that. After the candle shop we hit up as many stores as we could, and visited vendors. Hannah saidher feet hurt and she wanted to sit, so we went into a small café with outside seating.
