In a sudden attack of shame, she lowers her eyes. “I’m too aggressive, aren’t I?”
“What? No way, baby,” I say as I place my hands on either side of her face, making her look at me. “I love you.”
“I love you too. But I’m super aggressive all of a sudden, and I don’t know why,” she says as she averts her eyes.
“I tell you what, princess. Let’s go get something to eat. I saw a basket of something in there when we passed it last night. You have to be starving. I know I am,” I tell her as I turn the water off, taking her hand in mine.
She follows me out and I wrap a towel around her. “I need a moment or two in here alone, please, Eden.”
I nod and press my lips to her forehead. “Don’t second guess a thing about anything we do. This is brand new to us both. By the way, in case you didn’t notice, I like it too, princess.”
A smile creeps over her plump lips, so I leave her, knowing she’s happy once more.
CHAPTER 39
ALYSSA
I fell back asleep as Eden dressed and went down to the kitchen to get us something to eat. I’m afraid I look a bit of a mess with hickies and bite marks all over my chest and neck.
Yeah, it turns out I’m a freak in the sheets. Who knew?
Eden doesn’t enjoy the neck area attention as much as I do. His hickies are elsewhere. Thankfully, our bodies heal much faster than normal humans, so I should be presentable soon.
As long as I can stop asking him to bite me for at least a day. Why do I crave it so?
The clock next to the bed says it’s six. He left over an hour ago, so I throw on a blue, silk robe and leave the bedroom to search for him. I find him sitting in the living room, eating a pizza and watching television. I clear my throat and he turns to look at me.
“Alyssa, you’re up,” he says as he jumps up, coming to me. I see his chest is bare, but he has on black pajama pants, meaning he came back in and changed while I slept uber hard.
Crap, he’s so freaking sexy. I want to grab him and drag him back to the bedroom.
“Are you hungry?” he asks as he takes my hand, pulling me to the sofa.
I sit down next to him. “Yes, I am. I see you got a pizza.”
He smiles. “I was famished. I’ve never been so hungry.” He puts a piece of pizza on a plate, handing it to me. There’s a six-pack of Dr. Pepper on the coffee table. He breaks one off, opening it for me. “Here you go, Alyssa.”
The commercial on the television is over and the show he was watching comes back on. I’m taking a big drink and almost spit it out.
“Eden, really? This is what you’re watching?”
He almost squeals back at me, “What! You watch it.”
I shake my head. “I’ve been a bad influence on you if you’re watching Teen Mom now. Next you’ll be craving crummy hamburgers.”
He laughs. “I’m not that corrupted!”
Before I realize it, I’ve finished the piece of pizza he gave me. I reach to open the box and get another piece. I see it was a large pizza and it’s half gone. “Wow, Eden, married like a day and over eating already.”
“Laugh it up. That’s your second piece, Alyssa,” he reminds me.
“Well, I’m starving. Someone has kept me in bed for about twenty-four hours,” I quip.
He smiles his devilish smile at me and says, “Eat up, girl. I plan on keeping you in bed for another twenty-four.”
True to his word, Eden has kept me in bed another entire day and night.
I sink into the hot water of the Jacuzzi, almost immediately relaxing. The pulsating jets of water soothe my now aching body.
I have to get out of the bed more often.
I have to drag myself out of the tub. I dry off, then tiptoe over to the bed see if Eden is still sleeping. He is, so I decide to dress in one of the fancy nightgowns I saw in my enormous closet. I pick out a lacy little number in red, with matching panties. Then I tiptoe back to bed, snuggling into Eden’s back as I drift off to sleep.
EDEN
Alyssa is curled around my back and I feel silk between our bodies. I turn over and pull the blanket back, revealing a very sexy little red nighty.
“Mmmm …,” I moan. “What do we have going on here, Mrs. Fontaine?”
Her sleepy eyes open and she grabs the blanket out of my hand, covering herself back up. “It’s cold, Eden, stop.”
“I’ll let you sleep. I’m going to take a shower,” I say. “I really think we should get out of this bed today. You know, go do something.”
I’m determined to get a real shower and shave this beard from my face this morning. Although part animal, I don’t care to live like one.
As I hold my hand under the dispenser, warm lather fills it and I smooth it over the thick, dark stubble, which has made my Alyssa’s cheeks and inner thighs quite red.
If I can get her to go somewhere, she’s going to need some makeup to hide her cheeks and neck. Oh, and her chest too!
Clean-shaven, I get in the shower. In walks my gorgeous wife in her little husband distractor.
“Oh, yeah, baby, I hoped you’d join me,” I call out from the shower.
“We don’t have time for that right now,” she tells me as she heads to the sink. “I had a dream about a plane full of people who need our help. Our first mission, Eden. Isn’t that exciting?”
“Our first mission?” I ask as I turn the water off and step out of the shower. “Already?”
Crap! They sure didn’t give us very long to honeymoon!
My wife is about to meet me at the front door of our suite. We’re about to depart for Miami, where this dream of hers told her we need to be to save some people.
I’ve set up our pilot, Jeffery, to take us there, and he’s managed to get a spot as the captain of the plane which is about to be in danger.
My jaw drops as my wife comes down the hallway out of our bedroom where she’s been getting ready to go. Alyssa’s silky black curls fall around her shoulders, ending at the tiniest part of her small waist, which is accented by a tight, red dress.
It fits her like a glove, molded to her curves and stopping just above her knees. Sky high black heels is where my eyes end, then I look back up. The little, silver bird necklace hangs just beneath her collar bone.
Words fail me. She holds her hands in the air, gesturing for me to say something. “You’re hot,” I say,
That’s all I got.
“Oh, Eden. Of all the words you know that’s all you can come up with?”
She walks over to me. The heels make her legs look long and strong and I want to do things to her I haven’t yet. “Outstanding,” I add.
“You can do better than that,” she says as she runs her hand around my back. The heels make her head come almost as high as mine, perfect for turning my head and landing my lips right on hers, no bending required.
Snaking my arm around her waist, I kiss her cheek. She’s managed to cover all the redness in her cheeks, save a slight blush. Her neck looks long and free of the marks I’ve left on her. “Spectacular,” I say.
“Now you’re getting there,” she says with a brilliant smile.
How is it a person can get even more beautiful?
“Are you ready to do this thing?” I ask as I pull her close to my side and smell the honeysuckle of her hair, constantly fighting the urge to take her right back to our bedroom and devour her.
“The old me would have said no. But I’m not the old me. Let’s go do this thing,” she says.
I open the door leading us out of our suite and into the long hallway. “You truly aren’t the old Alyssa, in more ways than one. While I loved the old Alyssa, the new one is smoking hot.”
As we near the staircase, thumps upon it make us look up from raking our eyes over one another. Kyle has Laura by the hand and they’re both in bathing suits, slightly damp from the pool. At the top of the staircase, they freeze when they see my mate.
I’m unhappy to see Kyle drop Laura’s hand immed
iately. “Ally,” he says.
Laura’s hands cover her mouth as her eyes widen.
My mate smiles. “You like?”
“Fuck me,” Kyle so eloquently says.
I try to shoot him a look to let him know that language is not tolerated here, but he can’t take his eyes from my wife.
“Language, Kyle,” Alyssa reminds him.
“Oh, yeah, sorry. I forgot. You kinda stunned me,” he says as he walks away from Laura and straight to my mate.
“Are you two having a nice time?” I ask.
His eyes dart to mine and right back to the gorgeous creature at my side. “I am. We are. Are you going out?” he asks.
Alyssa looks up at me, sending me, ‘I’m going to tell him real quick.’
When she reaches out to hold his hand, I see she’s even painted her fingernails red. I let her go for a moment to say hello to her friend, whom she’s ignoring.
“Hello, Laura. Are you having a nice time?” I ask as I walk up to her.
“I am. This is so nice of you to let us stay. Your driver is so nice. Hell, everyone is,” she says, then looks over at Kyle and Alyssa who whisper to each other, then look into each other’s eyes as they communicate telepathically things that Laura can’t hear. Nor can I for that matter.
Please don’t be sharing intimate details of our love life!
“The pool is nice, isn’t it?” I ask Laura, trying to catch her attention.
She looks back at me. “It’s weird what they’re doing. Do you see that?”
Time to go!
“Princess, we must hurry,” I call out to my mate.
She flashes a smile at me and kisses Kyle on the cheek, leaving a perfect impression of her red lips on it. “Coming, babe,” she says, and saunters away from her ex-boyfriend slash new primary guardian.
Laura walks away, joining Kyle as they enter their bedroom suite. Alyssa walks up to me, putting her hand behind my neck and drawing my face close to hers. “I’m ready when you are, Mr. Fontaine.”
I stare back at her for a second, her eyes smoldering. “I sure am glad the jet has a bed, because I don’t know how long I can keep my hands off you, Mrs. Fontaine.” I tell her, then wrap my arm around her and lead her down the stairs.
As we walk past the game room, Scotty shouts out at us, “Whoa, they live.”
“Hey, Scotty, having fun?” I ask.
“Yeah, we went to see the house we’re moving into. It has a bigger game room than this. It’s crazy sick. Eden, dude, you gotta come play once we get over there man.”
“Sure thing, dude,” I say.
Alyssa laughs. “Dude, Eden?”
“What? I know how to play games, Alyssa.”
“Bye Scotty,” she shouts back as I move her towards the door.
“Where you guys going, anyway?” Scotty asks.
“A secret mission,” Alyssa teases.
“Fine, don’t tell me then,” he calls out after us.
We make our way to the front door, only to be stopped once again. This time my father catches us. “I thought I heard voices out here. Finally decided to join the living, huh?” he asks as he puts his arm around my shoulders, pulling me in to hug him.
“Hey, Papa,” I say, hugging him back.
“You look fantastic, girl. Married life is agreeing with you already,” he tells my mate.
He lets me go and goes to hug my mate, wrapping her up in his arms and rocking her back and forth several times before he releases her.
“I know everyone wants to see us, but we have some work to do this evening. We have to get to Miami, so we have to jet, Papa. Could you please let Mother and Alyssa’s parents know about us?” I ask.
“Sure thing, kids, get out there and do what you need to do. I’ll take care of the old folks. You can tell us all about it when you get back. Be careful you two. Love you both,” my father tells us as we walk out the door.
My jag is sitting in the driveway, right beside the new BMW the foundation gave Alyssa, and there is her jeep. She looks at me quizzically as I lead her to my car, helping her into the passenger side.
“When did my jeep get here?”
“I’m really not sure. I just know my car keys were in the night stand next to my bed.”
After helping her into the passenger side of the jag, I run my hand up her leg. “Such a beauty you are, princess. I certainly wish we were up in our bed rather than taking on a mission so soon.”
“Hurry up and get in. Let’s get this out of the way and we can be back in bed before the morning,” she says with a smile.
I get to see that smile forever. Thank you!
CHAPTER 40
ALYSSA
I shared the entire dream with Eden on the jet ride over here, so he’s up to speed now and knows exactly what we’re supposed to do.
We get to the Miami airport early and go inside. I want to be sure I see the people from the dream before we do what we’re planning. I’m a little unsure if the dream is real or not, making me hesitant about all this.
We go to an area near the gate they should be going to. There’s a television on the wall and the weather is on. It shows clear skies with no chance of rain. It gives me doubt.
“Eden, look at the television. The forecast says no rain and clear skies. What if I’m wrong?”
“Then you’re wrong. So what?” he simply says.
I throw my hands up in the air. “Well, that’s bad, and we involved Lana and Jeffrey and their time and effort. I mean, Jeffery had to figure out how to be able to get the original pilot off the plane so he can pilot it.”
“Alyssa, it’s no big deal. He loves doing this and so does Lana. If nothing happens, great. No one is going to think any less of us. It just means the one in charge decided to go a different route. Besides that, you can’t go by what the weather report is. I can’t think of how many times it’s been way off.”
I smile. “Eden, I love you. You’re so fantastic,” I gush, then give him a kiss on the cheek.
I’m the luckiest creature alive!
He smiles at me, but in an instant his look turns serious. “Alyssa, isn’t that the little blonde girl and her mother from the dream? Turn around slowly and see.”
I turn around to look. The moment I see them, my heart begins to race. “Yes, it is,” I say as I grab Eden’s arm. “It’s true. We have premonition as well as flight and telepathy. This is unreal!”
Eden’s expression is puzzled as he pats my back. “Simmer down there, little lady. You sure are getting excited about such a small thing. You didn’t get this gaga over transforming into a giant bird.”
My grip on him loosens as I realize how much of a dodo bird I truly am.
“It’s just a thing I always thought I had and now I know it’s true. I used to dream things and they’d come true a lot. All the way back to the first time I saw Kyle. The night before he came to our school I had a dream about a husky little blonde-haired boy coming into my classroom and taking the seat next to mine.”
Eden looks away. His chest is tight and I can feel it. “Perhaps what you and he have was always meant to be. My mother keeps telling me to let the guilt go, but I can’t think it’s anyone else’s fault that I must share you except my own.”
Share me!
Running my knuckles over his cheek, I draw his attention to me. “Eden, please don’t look at it like you have to share me. I’m yours and yours alone. Our Creator wants things to change. Maybe that’s why he chose us. No matter what, we will make changes to help the future Phoenix couples. Now let’s put this on the back burner and deal with the task as hand.”
His hand captures mine and he holds it against his cheek. “Let’s do that.”
I wink at him “Okay, look around. Do you recognize anyone else?”
I scan the people as more begin to crowd into the waiting area. I see the elderly lady I recognize. She’s standing next to a man in a shirt with palm trees on it.
Oh, him. I know him!
Well, I don’t really know him, but recognize him from my dream.
I motion to Eden for us to get closer so we can hear people talking. My curiosity is peaked. The palm tree shirt guy is talking to the elderly lady.
“Thanks for bringing us to the airport, Madge,” he says, sadly. “We’ve been saving and saving for this trip. I’m happy we can go before Rose gets too ill. God, I’m going to miss her.”
The elderly lady pats him on the back. “I’m here for you brother. You’re not alone in this. Go have a good time and don’t think about that. Enjoy every day and don’t think about when the last one will come.”
I back up a little, wiping a tear from my eye. I look at Eden to see if he heard it too. I know he did as a sad look is on his face.
The lady in blue tells them they can begin boarding now. I see the little blond-haired girl being carried by her mother—her pregnant mother. In just about an hour, she’ll realize she’s having another baby.
This is so weird that we know this before she does.
“I think we’ve seen enough, don’t you?” I ask.
He nods then takes my hand, leading me to the exit. We can see the plane taxi out onto the tarmac, getting ready for take-off.
Just as we’re about to walk out, the tall man, the husband of the main woman in my dream, comes into the airport. Anxiety radiates off of him. It takes everything in me not to run after him and let him know everything will be all right.
We find the rental car the Phoenix Foundation rented for us and Eden opens the door for me to get in, then slips into the driver’s seat. He turns it on, then hits a button on the computer screen. A lady’s voice tells us where to go.
As we travel down the road, I can’t help reaching out for Eden’s hand and saying a little prayer in my head.
We travel away from the city lights and end up on a vacant lot with tall grass and several trees on it. The grass is so tall that, once we drive into it, it envelopes the car, making it practically impossible to see. Eden takes the key out of the ignition and stashes it on top of the front driver’s tire. I grin at how clever he is.
“It’s time to fly, Mrs. Fontaine.”
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