Page 168 of The Maverick
Her name was now Audri Wu-Starke. Everything I owned was hers.
“I want to watch the sunrise with you,” I said.
She sat up and glanced out the wide sliding doors, which offered a gorgeous view of the ocean. Her gorgeous breasts bounced temptingly. “Excellent idea. Let me get ready.”
“Not yet.” I grabbed her hand, keeping her in bed. I captured a nipple, loving it.
“Baby,” she moaned. “We did this all night.”
“I could do this all day and all night. You can look at the sunrise while I suck on these gorgeous breasts.”
“There’s plenty of time for that.” She laughed. “I want to document our honeymoon first.”
“What do you mean?”
Audri
I hopped out of bed, flicked my long hair back, and posed for my handsome husband. He whistled, making me laugh. Life with this man was a dream come true.
“You’ll love the memory book when I finish it.”
Desire darkened his eyes as his boxers tented.
Shaking my head, I slipped on my pink silk robe, tied the belt at the front, walked over to the desk, and grabbed my DSLR camera. I brought it back to the bed and snapped pictures of his gorgeous face. Then I took pictures of our messy bed, the candles, the flowers on the nightstand, the rugs, and the little details of this gorgeous vacation home he owned. His staff had decorated it for our honeymoon, adding a lot of adorable details.
“Give me.” He wiggled his fingers and got out of bed.“I want pictures of you too.”
Smiling, I offered it to him. After taking a few images of me, he gave me back the camera.
“Put on a shirt and shorts.” I gestured to his body. “If you behave, you can have your gift early.”
“A gift?”
“Yes.” I wiggled my eyebrows, placed the camera on the table, and washed up with him in the double sink in the bathroom.
Love and joy burst in me. This man loved me so much, and I didn’t have words to describe it.
When we finished, we walked out to the beach, and the pink horizon greeted us. A sliver of the sun brightened in the distance.I looped the camera around my neck and carried the gift bag in my hand. Remi snapped pictures of the landscape with his phone. He aimed his camera at me, and I made several silly faces at him.
“Those are going in the book.”
“No, they’re not.”
“Yes, they are.”
I walked a few steps behind him so I could capture my man walking.When he peered over his shoulder, looking for me. I got about fifteen pictures of his stunning face.
“Are you the crazy paparazzo that’s going to sell my photos for an obscene amount of money?” He wrapped an arm around me and kissed the side of my head.
“How did you know?” I grinned.
When we got to the table and chairs facing the horizon, I nudged him down and placed the gift bagin his lap.
“For you, the love of my life.” I stood and watched him holding the bag. “Open it.”
He pulled out the metallic gift box, removed the lid, and grinned at the leather bracelet I’d made for him.
“Is this from your new men’s jewelry collection, Love is What You Wear?”
