“Unbelievable! You really can play the guitar. Flawlessly, too. What
can’t you do?” Ruby said after
listening to Gavin play his rendition of Stronger
by Tank.
A fan of all types of music,
she immediately recognized the popular R & B tune. She also recognized
talent when she heard it. Thus she was able to quickly assess that her future
husband was a gifted musician.
“I can’t sing a lick.” Gavin
grinned. “Had I sung one note of that song, you would have started boycotting.”
As he spoke, he returned his mahogany guitar to its matching case and closed
it.
Ruby burst out laughing.
“Nobody’s perfect,” she said, watching his nude frame walk over to the closet
of the penthouse suite that he reserved for added privacy this weekend. How
fine could one man be? “But you sure come very close to perfection.”
“So do you,” Gavin replied,
placing his guitar case in the closet and then closing the door.
She moaned at the heated look
he gave her as he returned to the bed where she lay on her stomach. Her sheer
pink teddy was suddenly too hot to have on. She sat upright and pulled the
garment over her head.
Gavin moaned and licked his
lips. He swiftly closed the distance between them and ascended upon her
breasts.
She arched toward him and caressed
the sides of his face as he suckled her.
Suddenly he stopped and lifted
his head from her body. “Before we get too far into this, have you decided
whether or not you’re going to spend the night?”
Ruby frowned at that reminder.
All of her passion drained away like the water from their joint shower a half
hour ago. “Unfortunately I won’t be staying the night after all. I think its
best that I wake up at my parents’ house on such an important day. It’s not
every day that a man asks my father for my hand in marriage, you know.”
“Then I suggest you leave now
before it gets even later. It’s already after midnight.” Gavin pointed to the
digital clock on the nightstand. “I don’t want you driving alone so late at
night.”
“I’ve been driving alone in
the dark for years. Trust me, I can handle myself.” She tenderly traced his
tense jawline.
“Oh, I know that. I don’t
trust others with you, namely Logan
Benjamin.” He scowled. He balled his hands into fists as his whole body tensed.
“I have my gun with me tonight.
I’m not afraid to shoot anyone that gets out of line, including a rogue cop if necessary.”
“All the more reason for me to
move closer to town and then move you away from here altogether.”
Ruby smiled. “I look forward
to both. But right now, I need to be heading home.” She rose to her feet and started
for her overnight bag.
Gavin followed her, grabbed
her left arm and twirled her around to face him. “One day you’ll come to
realize that anywhere that you and I are together is home,” he whispered,
speaking inches away from her mouth.
All Ruby had time to do was
nod before he captured her lips with a searing kiss. She moaned deep in her
throat when he squeezed her bottom, traced her lower crests with his long
fingers and then sent two of them to her hidden cove.
Mr.
Magic Fingers, Ruby thought, remembering how quickly he made
her climax using just his hands as she made her way back to Blue-eyed Hollow. If he keeps this up, the next twelve months
are going to be a blast!
After checking in with Gavin
once she safely made it to her parents’ house, Ruby changed into her pajamas,
turned out the light and climbed into bed. Though she’d had another full day,
including all that vigorous lovemaking, sleep would not come near her. She was
wide awake. She had a lot on her mind. Mostly worries.
Would her father like Gavin?
Would he give them his blessing?
Ruby knew that the rest of her
family would go along with whatever her father decided whether they liked Gavin
for themselves or not. They were all followers, even her sisters’ husbands.
I hope
Vinny has more backbone than Tom and Jerry, Ruby mused, concerning
her brothers-in-law.
“Tom and Jerry,” she said
aloud, chuckling at that reminder of the cartoon characters that bore the same
names. It was even funnier to note that that famous cat and mouse team
sometimes showed more backbone than her sisters’ husbands. Especially when it
came to her father.
Thinking about that childhood
cartoon caused her anxieties about tomorrow’s family meeting to lessen.
Eventually sleep enveloped her, though she slept fitfully.
(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier
(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier
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