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I thought about her red lips.The way she always seemed to be wearing bright red lipstick of some color.Varying colors, actually.Sometimes it would be a darker red, and sometimes it would be a more muted shade, but it was always red.
"Hm, maybe a ruby.Is that too nontraditional?"
Jean Pierre smiled."I do love a woman in red."
When I finally found the stone, I knew I had the right fit.The setting design was thin, with delicate diamonds placed around, and then the setting itself crisscrossed with white gold and rose gold.So she'd be able to wear both gold and silver, depending on her outfit.At least that’s what Jean Pierre said.And the stone itself was a brilliant cut pink ruby.In some light, it was extremely pale, so it wouldn't flash too much.In other lighting, it was deeply pink, and in some it was red.It was perfect.
Now I just prayed she said yes… And not just because of the contract.
Chapter33
Atticus
When wasthe last time I was nervous?
I paced back and forth, wearing a pattern in the middle of my living room as I waited for Gwen.
The softclick-clackof her heels alerted me, and I turned to watch her walk in.
I wasn't prepared.
Not.At.All.
She’d straightened her hair and smoothed it up mostly off her face, but she’d left some wisps to frame her sculpted cheekbones and jawline.The rest of her hair hung past her shoulders in soft waves.Instead of a little black dress, she wore red.Vermilion red.The kind of red that was brighter than a fire engine and would have everyone turning to stare at her.
Simple spaghetti straps led to a V showcasing the tits I wanted to plant my face between and never come up for air.Something seemed to push them together, hugging her waist but not too tight.Her gorgeous curves and ass led to ruffles around her mid-thighs.I could see her toes peeking out in her heels, and she smiled when she saw me.
"There you are.Which earrings?These or these?"She turned, showcasing a silvery-dangling one on the right that looked like dental threads and one on the left that was a simple diamond stud.
Unfortunately, all I could do was stare at her."Yes."
She laughed uncertainly."That's not an answer I can work with.Theseorthese?"
"I, uh…" I couldn't fucking think.Did she know what she looked like?"Sorry, but I'm really just thinking that we might not leave the house tonight."
"Oh, we're leaving, sir.I got dressed.I left a meeting and a mountain of work.We are leaving this house."
I blinked rapidly."No, of course we're leaving this house.I need to spoil you.You don't often let me."
"Right.The spoiling.I have to get used to that, don't I?"
"Yes."I walked up to her, gently brushing her hair off her shoulder, and I leaned in, meaning to give her a soft, chaste kiss.But Christ, that scent.Something with a hint of sweetness chased by spice.I inhaled, nuzzling the hollow of her throat.
A groan followed a soft, breathy catch in her voice."Oh, my God, Atticus."
"God, you smell incredible."
"You still haven't answered my question."
"Fine.Dangly things.You can leave them on in bed."
"Atticus."
I cleared my throat and forced myself to pull back.Never mind the erection tenting my pants.I'd gone with a more casual suit because I figured we'd also maybe go out dancing if that's what she wanted to do.Fuck me, now I was really nervous.I couldn't fucking think.My brain cells were not coming online.
"Okay, let me get the other earring, then we'll go."
All I could do was nod as I watched her slink back to our room.Goddamn, she was absolutely gorgeous.
