Honeymoon by H. Q. Kingsley

Author:H. Q. Kingsley [Kingsley, H. Q.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-07T16:00:00+00:00

Excerpt of Kinkdom

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I brushed back Karlyle’s bangs to place a kiss on his forehead. He was adorable when he slept, his face mushed into the pillow and his bright-pink lips puffy with sleep.

After seven and a half years, I still thought he was one of the most handsome men I’d ever seen. How many people could say that? How many people could honestly look at their spouse and think, damn, I landed a hottie?

He groaned and caught my hand as I tried to step away from the bed. “Where are you going so early?” he asked, his voice groggy with sleep.

“Quinn needs a ride to work this morning. I’m going to drop him off before Greyson.”

He groaned again. “You should tell him to take the train. Both of them.”

I smiled. “I should, but I won’t.”

He kissed the back of my hand before he let me go. “I know you won’t. It’s why I love you.”

“I love you too,” I whispered as I walked to the door.

“Wait, babe!” Karlyle propped himself up on his elbows to look at me. His salted, dark hair was matted to his face on one side and his grey eyes glimmered against the white of our bedspread. His lips turned up at the corners as he looked at me. “Happy birthday! I’ll be here tonight to celebrate. Promise.”

I grinned back at him, wondering if he really would be there when I got home from work. He’d never missed a birthday before, but things were different lately. He was more important now. Busier. “Thank you,” I said, reaching for the handle on the bedroom door. “I’ll bring home something special. We should celebrate you too, Mr. Top-Five Surgeon.”

Karlyle’s face lit up, but his eyes seemed far away. “Sounds good, babe.”

I nodded, pushing out of the door with a soft sigh. There seemed to be so much unsaid between us lately and it was getting harder and harder to convince myself that it was due to his hectic schedule. Harder and harder to convince myself not to check his phone when it buzzed at two in the morning. Harder and harder to ignore that he smelled like lavender soap after a long day at the office.

I shook my head, pushing away the thoughts before I let them gnaw at me yet again. It was my birthday. If I wanted to drive myself crazy about my marriage, it’d have to wait until tomorrow.

I trudged down the hallway, feeling antsy about getting a cup of coffee in me. My entire body felt like dead weight. I was a nine-to-five kind of guy. Getting Quinn to work by six thirty and Greyson to school by seven was going to require at least three shots of caffeine.

Dragging my feet, I rounded the corner to the kitchen.

“No, I’m for real. Ask your dad. I scored mad pussy in high school.”

I furrowed my eyebrows as I watched Quinn excitedly recap his teenage escapades to my son.

It was way too damn early. “I don’t know how this conversation started,” I said with a sigh as I made my way to the coffee maker.

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