Making her feel loved

chapter 13

Michael POV:

He knew that she didn't believe him. But it was the truth he’d let her touch him anytime she wanted. He wanted nothing more than to get her out of that dress with very second but knew that she would probably push him away. That was ok, he was a patient man. All his dealings with his company had taught him to wait and it would all fall into place.

“We should get going, our guests are waiting to have lunch with us.” she nodded and got up. She moved towards the door, he walked over and held it open for her. She looked at him, "I can open the door myself, you know.” she said. “You don't now from today on I will open any door you wish.” and he meant every word of it. She seemed to falter for a moment at those words, but quickly recovered and they left the suite.

He had catered lunch, it had been amazing. He used any excuse to look at her, she knew that he was watching her but couldn't do anything about it in front of everyone there. He finally leaned over to her and whispered in her ear,”we need to make it look good for our guests honey.” He took the opportunity to graze his teeth on her ear lobe as he talked to her. He felt her shudder as he did so. As he leaned back into his chair he saw her blush again and look down. It seemed she could never look at him when he teased her.

The rest of the tiny reception passed quickly. As they went to leave he helped her into his car and got in with her. “Remember the last time you rode with me?” he asked. She quickly moved as far away from him as possible. He chuckled and he let her go and didn't try to touch her. They arrived at their new home in no time. He helped her out of the car.

She saw her jaw drop as she took in the house. It was massive with a modern charm on the outside. He had never paid much attention to it but could see her trying to take it all in. He walked her up the steps and into the house. The forgery was the size of her apartment, with a chandelier hanging from the roof and a grand staircase leading to the second floor.

Ill show you to your room, and led her up the stairs and down the hallway. They got to her room and he opened the door and led her in. He had designed it with her in mind. It had a huge 4 poster bed in the middle of the room, there was a huge window on the far wall with a reading chair in front of it. And a book case to the side of the window. it. It had its own bathroom and a walk-in closet. She walked in and turned in a full circle around the room trying to take it all in. She seemed to like it.

He walked up to her as she turned and she smiled at him. It was a true smile, not one of those fake ones she had worn most of the day. He smiled back, he knew he was pushing his luck but he couldn't help himself. He reached for her and saw her freeze for a moment before stepping into his hug. He heard her whisper into his chest. “Thank you, it's perfect.”

He let her step away, “let me help you with the buttons on your dress” she looked horrified. “I promise no funny business, unless you want” he winked at her. “I don't know Mr. Blackstone I'm sure I can manage.” came her reply. “Amber, I know you can't get out of that dress without help. Im here and im willing to help so just let me ok? She bit her bottom lip and finally sighed. Ok and she turned around and moved her hair to the side. He stepped up behind her and inhaled her scent,

It was the same as it was their first night together vanilla and cinnamon. He started at the top button and slowly worked his way down her back. Her skin was smooth and luscious. He stopped on the last button and slowly undid it. He was getting hard just being this close to her again breathing her in. He stepped closer to her and she didn't pull away. He slowly wrapped his arms around her just as he had done that night.