Keeping Their Love (Griffin Brothers #7) (6 page)

“You’re very
welcome.”

“To answer your
question, yes. I’ve been convinced that I’ll look good in those
colors and patterns.”

“You’d look amazing
in a trash bag. Or nothing.”

“You’re proving my
point from a few hours ago. Again.”

I shrug. What can I
say? My wife makes me horny. I’m not going to apologize for that.

After I’ve paid for
everything, we say goodbye to the designer. He’ll be flying out
with the dresses in a month. Our friend, Quinn, has said that he can
use her sewing studio for anything he needs. We put up the privacy
screen in the limo and I give Chloe her other gift.

“Oh my God. How do we
keep doing this?”

“We’re just totally
in sync with each other I guess.”

The earrings I got her
are the same design as the pair of formal cufflinks she gave me,
along with the others. A diamond griffin with a sapphire butterfly on
its nose. She thanks me in a very satisfying way before we pull up to
our hotel.

I groan out loud as I
see my little girl. Erin is almost two, but she takes after Chloe and
me, so she’s tall and looks like she’s five. Kevin has her
dressed completely in sequins and glitter. She looks fucking
adorable, but I think people on the other side of the city can
probably see her. The only thing she doesn’t have on are mouse
ears. He promised to let us get them for her. I’m afraid she’s
going to want those covered in sparkles, too. She’ll get whatever
she wants, of course. I’m pussy whipped
and
kiddie whipped. And proud of it.

“Daddy, I need ears.”

“I know, Eri. We’ll
get you some.”

“Pretty ones?”

“Only the prettiest
for my best girl.”

She turns to Kevin.
“I’m the best girl and Mommy’s the best wife.”

Out of the mouth of
babes. “Yes, you are.”

We thank Kevin, who
winks at me because he knows what he’s done. After we drop off our
bags, we get her—and me—sparkly ears. I know people are looking
at me as we go on all the rides and take pictures with the
characters, but who cares. I’m man enough to wear some glitter and
sequins.

Chloe’s not as okay
with it when some random chick tries to hit on me. While I have Erin
in my arms. I see her eyes flash, and pull her to us with my free
hand. I kiss the hell out of her, and the woman’s gone when we
break apart. I get a big smile from my wife, which means my work here
is done. I just kicked some Valentine’s Day ass.

Scott

“Daddy, we see Buzz
Lightyear tomorrow?”

“Yes, Davey. Tomorrow
we’re going to see Buzz and all the other characters. But tonight
you need to stay with Grammy and Grandpa so I can give Mommy a
present.”

“Did you make her
something? She loves the making presents the best. She says my
pictures make her happy.”

“I kind of made her
something. I hope she likes it.”

“She’ll like it.
She loves you. She told me.”

God, I love my kid. “I
love her, too. And you too, buddy.”

“I know.”

“What are my two guys
talking about so seriously over here?”

“Whether you’ll
like Daddy’s present. I told him you love him, so you’ll like
it.”

“You’re right,”
Yas says, kissing him on the cheek.

“I’m going to go
with Grammy and Grandpa now. I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t forget
about Buzz.”

“We won’t,” I
assure him.

“We have the best kid
ever.”

“Yeah we do, baby.
Are you ready to go?”

“You packed
everything we need?”

“Yep.”

“Then, yes, I’m
ready.”

“You got your game
controllers, bro?” Owen asks as he walks by with Candi.

Yas and I both flip him
off. “You could, you know,” she whispers to me when they’re
gone.

I do know. When she let
me tie her up with them years ago, it freaked her out. So I was
surprised when she gave me a pair for our anniversary last year. She
said she knew she had nothing to worry about, and if I wanted to, I
could tie her up again. We’ve used them a few times—I’ve been
tied up with them, too. But I didn’t bring them tonight. This is
about something different.

“Not tonight, but
thanks for offering.”

As soon as our driver
closes the door, she puts up the privacy screen and climbs on my lap.
I settle my hands on her hips and smile at her. She leans forward and
sucks my lip ring into her mouth as I rub her back. “Thanks for
giving me a night to relax, Pretty Boy.”

“I hate seeing you so
stressed. Hopefully my present will make you feel better.”

“Just being with you
always makes me feel better.”

“Same.”

We kiss until the car
stops almost an hour later. I know our lips are swollen, both of us
have fucked up hair, and I’m about to bust out of my pants. This
night is already pretty perfect.

“The W? We’re
staying at another one?” Yas asks, her eyes sparkling.

“Of course.”

Since we stayed at the
one in Chicago after going public with our relationship, we’ve
tried out several others. We haven’t been to this one yet, since we
usually stay at my parents’ house here in L.A. But Luke needed it
tonight, so I figured this would be perfect.

Our Extreme WOW suite
here has a couch curving around the big window. I notice a cushioned
ledge behind it, and I’m even happier. We’ll play with that
later. Right now, I need to talk to her. I lead her over to the
chairs and sit down in one, not letting her onto my lap just yet.

“I can’t sit with
you?”

“After we talk, you
can sit wherever you want, baby.”

“Anywhere? Are you
going to do the thing you love?”

I chuckle as I remember
telling her going down on a woman was just okay. We both know I think
it’s a lot more with her. But I still won’t act like those guys
in her books—at least when it comes to that. “I’ll do the thing
you
love. Anytime.
Anywhere.”

“It could be my
present—you saying it.”

“I once told you I’d
say it and you said I didn’t have to.” It was the first night of
the game controllers, and I would’ve done anything for her.
Including that.

“I know. It’s just
so sexy when the guys say it in the books.”

“I’m not sexy
enough?’

“You are,” she says
with a sigh, giving up. “Go ahead and tell me about my real
present.”

“Reina and Isa let me
know that Tegan has a family friend who’s been wanting to expand
his foundation to include literacy programs. I agreed to donate as
long as he put a branch in Las Vegas. And you could be the Director.”

“What? Me?”

“Yes, you. You always
tell me how you want to do more for literacy in middle and high
school students. You said they get lost sometimes, but can be brought
back to reading with the right book. Combining your business degree
and your love of books would make this the perfect job for you.”

“But you’re giving
it to me. I didn’t earn it.”

“The hell you didn’t,
Yas. This guy had actually heard of you before I got involved. He had
a whole file on all the things you’ve done. You were one of the
people he was looking to talk to for a position in the Midwest. My
contribution just keeps you in Vegas. And helps the kids there.”

“He really wanted
me?”

“Yes. Even with me
putting up the money for that branch, he’s not the type of guy to
put someone in a position like this if they wouldn’t be a good
representative of his company.”

“What would I be
doing?”

“Exactly what you
told me you’ve dreamed of doing, but wouldn’t let me make happen
for you because you’re too proud.” She starts to complain, but I
put a hand over her mouth. “You know it’s true. I would’ve done
this for you. Or you could’ve done it yourself. We
share
everything. You know that—it’s not my money. It’s
ours.
”

“My friends can work
with me?” I nod. “And we’ll be giving away books, hosting
authors, and doing book talks?”

“Yep. And whatever
else you can think of. Plus, it won’t just be me funding it. Reina
talked to Jane and they’re giving some of the Corrigan Foundation
money to fund the program. And she’s planning a big ball for after
you’re up and running. Isa and Tegan want to volunteer with you
whenever they’re not on a mission.”

“Of course Isa and
Tegan can volunteer. Reina helped, too?”

“Yes. We all love
you, baby. They hate seeing you sad. Not as much as I hate it, but
enough to want to see you smile more.”

“This is just…I
don’t even know what to say.”

“Yes?”

“Of course, yes!
Thank you so much. You’ve lifted a huge weight off of me. I wasn’t
ready to give up books.”

“You’re very
welcome. You should know by now that I’d do anything to make you
happy.”

“I
do
know that.”

I lean over to kiss
her, and then lift her up to a standing position so I can unzip her
dress. I make quick work of her bra and lacy boy shorts, too. She
reaches for me, but I back away. I don’t need my clothes off yet.
“I don’t need anything off at the moment.”

I pick her up and carry
her to the column connecting the windows. It has a little area with
pillows and a cushion. Like it was made for what I want to do. I sit
her down and spread her legs wide. Then I place her hands above her
head on the column. The city and mountains are behind her. I didn’t
turn on many lights when we walked in, so everything looks perfect.
She’s perfect.

I kneel on the couch in
front of her and kiss her breasts. After they’ve been properly
explored, I move lower, licking her ribs and nibbling on her hips. I
spend extra time on the one with my tattoo. She’s more than ready
when I get to the place where we both want me to be.

I take one long lick
and have to hold myself back from just devouring her. I want to draw
out her pleasure for as long as I can. But fuck if she doesn’t
taste good. She always has, and I know I need to give in and give her
what she’s always wanted.

“You taste so damn
good, Yas. So good. I could come just from fucking you with my mouth.
I love it.”

I look up long enough
to see the smile lighting up her face, and then I’m back to
business. And pleasure. I lick and suck as she runs her hands up and
down the column, purposely putting ideas in my head. Such a bad girl.
And I love it.

I don’t want to add
my fingers, because my mouth is greedy for every last drop of her,
but I do it anyway. It only takes a few practiced twists and a little
bit of teeth. Her hands move to my hair, tugging hard. “Scott. Oh
God. Oh fuck me. Scott, fuck me.”

She doesn’t have to
ask twice. I have my pants off, and she’s turned around on the
ledge next to the column, within seconds. Her hands are against the
glass, and she’s still panting from the orgasm I gave her. I thrust
hard and just sit there, balls deep, for a moment. It feels so good.
It always does.

I can’t go slow, and
I know she doesn’t want me to. I take her hard and rough, her hands
sliding up and down the glass as she tries to stay upright. “I’ve
got you,” I tell her as I hold her hips tight.

“Harder, Scott. I
need it.”

I press her fully
against the glass as I let loose. I’m biting her shoulders and
she’s holding onto my ass now, her fingers digging into my flesh.
She screams again, and then I’m lost in the sensations as I shoot
into her, coming so hard I almost fall backwards. I manage to lean
into her instead.

“That was…we
haven’t done it like that in a while,” I tell her when I’m
finally able to speak again.

“Yeah. But we should.
Make that happen, okay?”

“Definitely. I love
you, Yas.”

“I love you too,
Pretty Boy.”

Once I’ve regained
some of my strength, I carry her into the shower. It’s not as sexy
as the one in Chicago, but that couch more than made up for it. After
we’ve played in there, we cuddle on the bed. I’m so sated and
happy that I start to doze off.

“Oh no. I need to
give you your present. Although, after the business news and finally
telling me you love going down on me, I’m not sure I should. It’s
nowhere near as exciting.”

“It’s from you, so
I know it’ll be good. Oh, and can you grab me some briefs from our
bag? I don’t want to open the door for breakfast naked tomorrow.”

“There’s a robe.”

“Please?”

“If I must. I don’t
like you covering up my property, though.”

“It’ll stay
uncovered when I don’t have to answer the door. Promise.”

“Okay, then.”

I hear a squeal and
know that she’s found what I really wanted her to get from the bag.
She comes running in, clutching the bouquet of pens to her chest.
“Where are my briefs?” I ask her with a laugh.

“You got me pens!
Beautiful, wonderful pens.”

“With special
messages on them, even.”

“What? Huh?”

She looks at them and
starts smiling. I had a bunch of each made with different messages of
love and encouragement just for her. I’ll give her the extras when
we get home. She starts crying, and I know they’re happy tears. My
wife is definitely emotional.

“They’re perfect.
You’re perfect. Now my gift is even worse, though.”

“Let me be the judge
of that. Hand it over.”

She does, looking
nervous. I open the package to find a small book. When I open it up,
I see that each page has a different quote about computers on it in
English, or a romantic or sexy message in binary code. They’re all
different fonts and it’s perfect.

“How?”

“Scott and Drew
helped me make it. I’d planned to just do quotes, but I saw how
much you liked what Zack did for Ainsley with the binary code, so I
included that, too.”

“I knew I liked those
guys. Especially since one of them has a great name. This is the best
gift ever.” I pull her to me and start to kiss her neck. “And I
told Ainsley that if you ever did something like that for me, I’d
have you coming all night.”