Page 18 of Burn for Me (The Last Snow of the Season 2)
"Love you too. Oh, and Mark, don't fuck this up for me."
I start laughing again as I hang up. Being the oldest kind of stinks sometimes. Mom's been on me to bring a girl home and give her grandbabies since I was eighteen. I can't wait until Madan, the baby, turns eighteen. Then she can ride his ass for a grandbaby and get off mine. Everyone knows Madan's the pretty one.
I put our juice on the tray I've laid out for her and start up the stairs. Once I'm inside the room and sit the tray down I wake my lady up with a kiss. It was supposed to be soft and sweet, but it turns heated fast. I have to really dig deep in my self-control to find the strength to break the kiss.
"Good morning, baby. How did you sleep?"
"Good." She looks guarded but I don't give her time to start questioning where she woke up this morning. There's too much to do today for me to slow down long enough to worry about her trying to leave. I'll just have to handcuff her little ass to the bed. But in my experience honey works a lot better than vinegar when trying to attract things. Her eyes flit to the tray and surprise fills her eyes.
"Did you make me breakfast?"
"I did." I help her sit up and find a comfortable spot before I hand her the tray. "I kind of took a wild guess at what you might like since this was some of the things you ate at the cabin."
She picks up a piece of bacon and bites into it. "Who doesn't like bacon? Mmm, so good."
She didn't eat very much yesterday despite me trying to get her to all day long, so she has to be hungry. I let her eat in peace for a little while before bringing up the upcoming visit from her future in-laws. "So, I was thinking that maybe you could spend the day taking a long bath and reading some."
She looks at me cautiously. My little rabbit realizes something is up.
"I have some things I have to do but I want you to stay here until I get back."
"Why?"
I can't help but smile. "Because I want you here when I get home." For the rest of my life. I leave that part out of our conversation of course.
"You just want me to hang out at your house all day and wait for you to come back."
I nod. "I want you to use that big tub in there because it’s sad that it doesn’t get used as much as the shower. And I want you to spend the day relaxing."
There is a long pause before she consents. "Okay."
I go in for the kill now, "Tonight my mom and dad are coming over and they want to meet you."
The smile she had on her face melts off and her eyes grow huge and round. All the color leeches out of her face. "What the hell?!"
"It's nothing formal or anything. Just meeting them."
"Oh, nothing important - just meeting the freakin' parents of the man I'm sleeping with." She moves and almost overturns the tray between us. "Oh my God! How am I supposed to look your mother in the eye? They're going to take one look at me and be able to tell. They're going to know."
I hold her face in my hands, so she has to look at me, "Know what, little one? What are they going to be able to tell?"
"That I've done dirty things with you. Sex things." She leans forward and whispers with big eyes, "Anal!"
God, I love this woman!
"We had anal sex, Mark." This is in a hissed whisper too with her cheeks flaming bright pink. I can't resist pushing the tray out of the way and taking her face in my hands to kiss the ever-loving fuck out of this woman.
"Don't be afraid little rabbit. Even if it's the grossest thing I have ever said, if it makes you feel better, I'm sure Mom and Dad have...,"
She gets a horrified look on her face before covering my mouth with her hand, "Oh God, no! Please don't tell me that! It will just make it so much worse."
"So, you'll stay with me?" I wait for her answer. She doesn't realize what she's saying yes to but for me, it is forever. I want her to stay with me forever.
Like she can tell how weighted this question is, she takes her time making her decision. "Yes. I'll stay."
I can't hold back the smile that breaks free and covers my face. I waste no time helping her fill the bathroom up with anything she might need. She packed a shit ton of books that I run and get for her. I make sure she has towels and soap and all the essentials. I need to find out what scents she likes so I can have them on hand and ready for her. Oh, and candles. Women like candles, don't they?
As soon as she is all set up in the bath I go into action. It takes almost all day and by the end of it, I'm running a little behind. I've been in and out all day long, checking on Rumer. I have to work tomorrow so I have to lock this down tonight. I start banging around in the kitchen making dinner and attract her attention. She's been outside sitting in one of the loungers reading.
"Can I help?"
"Sure. You can help me, or you can sit and keep me company. Either way, I'm a happy man." She starts making her way into the kitchen and for about an hour we laugh and talk about everything and nothing. The food is almost ready, so I tell her to go on up and get ready. I know she wants to make a good impression on mom and dad. She starts for the stairs when a box sitting in the living room by the door catches her eye and causes her to stop. Peaking out the top of the box is a stuffed bear.
"Wh...what?" She points to the box, "What is that?" She walks over to the box and opens it more so that she can see the things inside. "Is this my stuff? Did you go to my aunt's and pick up more of my stuff?"
I open my mouth to answer her when we both hear a car pulling into the driveway. Her eyes widen before she turns back to me, "This isn't over. We'll be talking about this when they leave." She snatches the box up and hurries up the stairs. Her threat only makes me smile even harder. It is something a married couple would say to one another. She's on her way to accepting the fact that this is forever.
