Velvet—
That night, when Liam got home from work, I walked him into our bedroom with my hands over his eyes, hoping he’d love the surprise I’d had made for him. I’d been nervous all day for him to see it.
There up on the wall above our bed I’d framed the photo Aaron had snapped of me that day at the expo in LA. I was in the pose Liam had talked about, laying on the bed with my legs in the air looking back at the camera.
“You bought a white fur rug?” Liam guessed, teasing me, my hands still tight over his eyes.
“Nope.”
“Good, because I already got one on order.”
Ignoring his reply, I pulled my hands away and watched his face, holding my breath for his reaction, hoping he’d like my gift.
A big grin formed on his face as he took it in. “There’s my girl.”
He hooked his arm around my neck and pulled me to him. I had to ask. “Do you like it? I can take it down. Maybe it’s too much.”
“I love it, and you’re not touching it.”
“Liam, you know, I’m not the girl in that picture anymore. That girl was a façade, a character, a persona I made up to cope with what I had become. She was a way to save myself.”
He turned me to him. “And now you’re saved.”
“Yes.”
He pulled my skimpy tank top over my head, leaving me standing in only my silk pajama shorts. His eyes moved over me, and I stood, content to let him take my body in.
“I can never get my fill of you, sweetness.”
The man could turn me on with just a look, especially when his eyes darkened like they did now.
“I’m glad you let me put some new ink on you.” He reached up and brushed the back of his fingers down the skin along my ribs. I’d picked out the wording and Liam had designed the swirling pattern that was intricate filigree twining down my curves.
It read, I don’t need you to save me—I just need you to stand beside me while I save myself.
He tipped my head back with a finger under my chin, and I was lost in his warm brown eyes. He nodded to the portrait on the wall. “Velvet, I get what you just said, every word. But, baby, to me, a part of you will always be that sexy woman in that picture—the hottest woman I’ve ever seen. And I love that pose; it reminds me of how later that same night I had you for the very first time, and it was everything I ever dreamed. I married that girl, and she sleeps in my bed every night, and that makes me the luckiest man on the planet.”
“Oh, Liam, you’re going to make me cry.”
“I’ll love you forever, Velvet.”
“Promise?” And then he did the one thing that had my heart melting and always would. He made an X over his chest.
“Cross my heart, baby-girl.”
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