Enigma: The Wedding by Shandi Boyes

Author:Shandi Boyes [Boyes, Shandi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-20T16:00:00+00:00

15

Isaac

Families aren’t always created by blood.

“Good morning, Isabelle. How did you sleep?”

Isabelle spits a mouthful of minty foam into the vanity sink before pivoting around to face me. Her face is still crinkled from the pillow she slept on for hours after exhausting me of cum, and her hair is a mess, but she’s still the most entrancing woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on.

The dress shirt I wore yesterday rides up high on her luscious thighs, her face is void of makeup, and she’s clearly exhausted from my early awakening, but not a single man in the hemisphere could look at her and not get hard. That’s how ravishing Isabelle is.

She ignores my question, instead asking one of her own. “How is this fair? I wake up looking like this, and you wake up looking like that.”

Isabelle stops scrubbing her teeth, so she can drink in my casually-clad frame without hindrance. Since I wanted her to sleep, I took Callie to the park, meaning I switched my suit for white-washed jeans and a casual t-shirt. With rain falling earlier this morning, I kicked off my shoes and drenched socks in the foyer, leaving me barefoot. The man standing before her now doesn’t emulate the man I want my competitors to see, but since it is her, the woman I love, I’m not worried. She’s seen me at my worst, yet she still stands at my side, forever supporting me.

Isabelle snaps out of her trance-like state when her eyes collide with the clock on the wall. “Shit, we’re going to miss our flight. We better hurry.”

My hand shoots out to seize her wrist when she dumps her toothbrush into her makeup bag before attempting to dart past me. “I organized for us to fly home tomorrow morning.” When panic flares through her eyes, I assure her, “Don’t worry, we’ll be home long before your shift starts.”

“We’re flying home tomorrow?” She strives to keep alarm out of her voice and miserably fails. “Why?”

Smugness radiates out of me when I mutter, “You looked tired. I wanted you to rest.”

I don’t know who Isabelle learned her steely glare from, but she should give him a pat on the back. She has the arched-brow-narrowed-eyes look down to a T.

Her chest thrusts up and down in quick succession when I murmur, “I may have also wanted you to myself for a few hours.”

“You sent Callie home without us?” Both disappointment and excitement ring in her tone, but shock is the loudest of them all.

I shake my head. “Not yet. She’ll stay with us today before having a sleepover with Catherine tonight. Only one of my clubs is suitable for minors, although it will still be another thirty years before Callie can step foot inside it.” My threat carries no heat, even with me wishing it did.

A vein in Isabelle’s neck works overtime as she fights to leash her excitement. “We’re going to one of your clubs?” When I nod, the fine hairs on her arms bristle with anticipation.

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