“What?”
“I still feel like things are a bit confusing right now.” I bit my lip, worried he’d yell.
“What do you mean?” he huffed.
“We’re married…”
“So you’ve said,” he noted.
“Well…”
“Look, Addie, so what, we got married and fell in love, who cares?” he said bluntly.
“What will happen when the three years are up?” I asked.
“You honestly don’t get it, do you? You are mine, for always,” he said earnestly.
I nodded, feeling better at the confidence in his words. I was worried it wasn’t really real, and somehow, I may have mucked it all up, wanting him so badly that I couldn’t see straight.
He stood up from the table, placed his hand underneath my chin and raised it. He kissed me softly and pulled away. The icy blue color of his eyes now melted with his smile.
“Now, be lazy while I go off to work.” He grinned and I rolled my eyes. He tightened up his black tie and buttoned his navy blue suit jacket. Did he have to look good in everything he wore? He smiled as I watched him. I think the bastard did it purposefully to see me drool. Drako followed Daimon to the elevator and I watched as they both stood in the foyer.
“Mrs. Evans.” Ana startled me. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I scare you?” she asked with the dirty plates in her hands.
“A little,” I muttered.
“Don’t worry about it, Ana. I have that effect on her. She can’t see anything but me,” he said, waiting for the elevator.
“Bite me, Daimon,” I cried out.
“I always knew you were a kinky girl.” The elevator finally came but before he left, Daimon stopped it. “Ana keep an eye on my Addie. I have a feeling she’s going to try to poison my food.”
“Daimon!” I turned to tell him off, but the doors slid closed, leaving me, Drako and Ana behind. “He’s impossible sometimes,” I huffed, but Ana simply laughed.
“Come on, Drako. Let’s go for a run then some shopping for food. Ana, will you like to join us afterwards?” I asked her.
“Of course, Mrs. Evans,” she answered.
“When will you stop calling me that?” I asked with a smile.
“Only Mr. Evans is allowed to call you by your first name. He made sure I knew that.” She smiled again.
“Why do you keep smiling when you mention him?” I wondered.
“Because he loves you and it’s kind of cute,” she offered.
“He’s possessive and controlling,” I noted.
“Only because he fears you. Give it time. Marriage is a hard road with many bumps.” I left Ana, to contemplate her words.
The day felt different, for obvious reasons. Last night changed everything between us and I was faced with a Daimon who loved me. Even though I craved his love, I feared it too. His love was strong and overpowering and I didn’t know if I had the strength to withstand it, but I would do all I could do to have him in my life. Despite his ways, Daimon was the only one who I could lean on and be with. I just wished the spring day was as sunny and beautiful as yesterday. It was a bit cold and the sun was barely coming out from behind the clouds. Daimon had yet to mention his mother’s funeral, which he walked away from. It had only been a day, yet I didn’t want him to keep it to himself, like I did. I knew I had my work cut out for me. Drako pulled on his leash, reminding me it was time to go.
“Oh, just like your master, telling me when to go,” I told him as I stood up. Drako rubbed his head against my leg and barked. “Yeah you’re exactly like him. Telling me what to do and then look all sweet and innocent.”
I felt refreshed from my run, the cool air uplifting. We headed back from our run to the penthouse.
“Good morning, Mrs. Evans,” Phil said, holding the door open.
“Good morning, Phil,” I smiled.
“You left early this morning?” he asked.
“Yeah, I like running after Daimon leaves,” I answered and headed inside.
“Good morning, Mrs. Evans,” Lenny greeted from his desk.
“Hi Lenny.”
“You have some mail that just came in.” He held out a large brown envelope.
My heart stopped as I reached for it. On the front in bold letters were the words New York University with its purple crest on it.
“Thank you, Lenny,” I murmured.
“They say good things come in big sizes,” he joked.
“Here’s hoping,” I muttered.
Family
“I’m not smelling the usual Addie cooking. So what the hell?” Daimon stepped into the penthouse. Drako jumped from where I was sitting and ran to Daimon.