Treasuring Michael (Tales Reimagined Book 3) by RS McKenzie

Author:RS McKenzie [McKenzie, RS]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-10-05T16:00:00+00:00

After getting checked into the hotel, we shower and Damon washes his hair. After he unwraps it from his towel, I help him detangle it. He smiles at me in the mirror, giving me some encouragement as I do it.

I love this. I want to do this for the rest of our lives. As long as he has hair, that is.

We finish his hair and get dressed—Damon in those fucking sexy black jeans that hug his thighs and tight ass. His cropped shirt shows off a strip of skin and the hem of his pretty purple lace panties peeks from the waist of his pants. I start to head for the door when Damon says, “Wait.”

I turn to him and he has something in his hand. “I want … to try this tonight. See how it looks on me?” I walk to him and see that he has eyeliner. “You think I should?”

“I think you should try anything you want to, baby. I think you’ll be beautiful either way.”

He’s wearing contacts today, so I get a good look at his gorgeous deep brown eyes. They sparkle when I call him beautiful and he turns to the mirror with a grin, applying the eyeliner. It’s a little shaky, but he looks good. It makes his eyes pop, and he looks far happier than I’ve ever seen him.

Stepping behind him, I wrap my arms around his waist and kiss his neck. “Hello, Damon. It’s nice to meet you.”

With a wide smile, he says, “It’s nice to meet me too.” He turns to face me, wrapping his arms around my neck. “I think … this is me.”

“I’m glad to know you like this. And before. I like every facet of you.”

“If I want to always dress like this? And wear more make up? And wear … lacy underwear?”

“You look good in all of that. You’re not less than because of it. I think you’re brave for being your true self. If this is what you want.”

He looks down at himself, his face alit with happiness. “It is. I’ll go back to pretending when I get back home, but this is what I want when I finally leave with you.”

My heart rate picks up as I think about all this could mean. Damon, finally mine, letting me take care of him. Being my person. My love. My everything.

I nod, sealing my lips on his. Then we head out to have some fun.

We hit the casino up for a few hours, gambling away more money than we should. We get lucky at the end. At the roulette table, I finally coax Damon to pick a number. He chooses twenty-two and I lay all of our chips on it. The wheel spins and we actually win.

Wrapping him in my arms, I kiss him thoroughly and ask, “Where did that number come from?”

Smiling sadly, he says, “My mother’s birthday is September twenty second. Maybe this is a sign from her. That I’m making the right decision about leaving? Or is that stupid? That’s stupid right?”

“No.

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