Severely loving the authority he stripped from her, she ran over to her discarded ap.r.o.n. Picking it up, she shoved her hand into the pocket and whipped out the very blindfold he’d teased her with when he showed her Noah’s nursery and the house. Oh yes, payback was about to become Gavin’s b.i.t.c.h. Coming up behind him, she slid it over his face, making sure his intoxicating baby blues were covered.
Gavin tossed his head back, laughing. “Very sneaky. I like.”
Emily intertwined her fingers in his as she led him through the mudroom and into the garage. “I’ve learned from the best of them.”
“Can’t say I’d disagree with that statement.” Gavin crossed his arms, a grin lighting up his face. “I’ve taught you every single naughty thing you know.”
Shaking her head, Emily hit the garage door opener and smiled at not only Gavin’s over-confident remark, but her carefully thought out birthday gift. Sleek, as silver as a s.h.i.+ny bullet, and wrapped in a larger than life Yankees bow, Emily’s eyes scanned Gavin’s new… minivan. She couldn’t bring herself to purchase a forest green one. Nope. And being it wasn’t in the same cla.s.s as the insanely priced sports cars Gavin was accustomed to driving, the Chrysler Town and Country would be something that would take some getting used to. However, considering the lower end vehicle held more meaning than she could ever imagine, Emily was pretty positive this color and model might fit the bill.
“Okay. Are you ready?” Emily draped her arms around Gavin’s neck, breathing in his cologne. Kissing his chin, she felt excitement rus.h.i.+ng through her veins. “This is a… few gifts wrapped into one. I just want to make sure you’re prepared. I don’t need your old a.s.s having a heart attack on me.”
Gavin shook his head, his dimpled smile as contagious as ever. “You’re turning into a certified—”
“Wisea.s.s like you.” Emily ran her hands across his chest and pushed up on her tiptoes. Lips grazing Gavin’s ear, she closed her eyes and huskily dropped her voice. “I have a couple hot, delicious, naughty things to teach you, Mr. Blake.” She slowly slid the blindfold from his eyes. “Cla.s.s starts in five.” She nipped his ear and backed away. Watching him blink open his eyes, his dimple deepening with his growing smile, Emily clapped as Gavin’s mouth dropped open.
“You didn’t,” he said, chuckling.
“Oh yes I did.” Emily wasted no time making her way over to the pa.s.senger side. Before opening the door, she reached into a utility closet and s.n.a.t.c.hed the keys to the new ride. She chucked them over the roof and giggled when Gavin caught them. “Get in. We’re taking this bad boy for a spin. Oh, and check out your customized plates. They fit you to a T.”
Brow drawn up in curiosity, Gavin padded to the front of the vehicle, his eyes landing on the plate his certified wisea.s.s wife had made for him. With a Baltimore Orioles emblem winking at him, Gavin scanned the letters BRDLVR. Belting out a laugh, Gavin tossed the keys in the air and caught them before he hopped into the driver’s seat.
“Am I good or what?” Emily questioned, a proud smile toying at her mouth. “I mean, you know you had it coming, right?”
Gavin shook his head and slid the keys into the ignition. “Yes. I had it coming.” Engine started, he leaned over the console and reached for Emily’s seatbelt. He clicked it in place and brought his lips to her ear. “So when does this cla.s.s begin? I’m an eager student, more than willing to learn new tricks from the teacher.”
Goose b.u.mps popped over Emily’s flesh as she stared into Gavin’s eyes. “I’m glad you’re an eager student,” she breathed, her body caught in his easy vortex of seduction. d.a.m.n. She swore he’d be able to pull this s.h.i.+t on her when they were well into their golden years. Wrinkled, barely able to walk, and sucking on an inhaler, she was convinced he’d never need v.i.a.g.r.a. Ever. “But I’m not done giving you your gifts.”
A smirk formed at the corner of his lips. “I know. I’m trying to coax the others out of you right now.” Emily’s blood coursed violently through her veins as Gavin’s hand crept behind her head, his fingers melting through her hair. He teased his lips to hers, his voice a low whisper. “Am I doing a good job?” He didn’t let her answer. He probed her mouth with his tongue, seeking the sweet taste he could never get enough of, the sweet taste that would forever belong to him.
Emily’s limbs went pliant, her pulse racing as she gasped into their kiss. Lips locked in wanton indulgence, she breathed in everything that made Gavin. His touch, taste, and the spark of life that continued to light her world on fire time and time again. His presence soothed her. His arms protected her. His soul loved her. He was a cleansing, a purification, and a fresh start at a life she never believed she’d hold. He’d always know how to carefully stalk the fringes of her heart, how to steal her breath, and how to make her worries seep into the nothingness where they belonged. In a blink, he was there. In a flash, she’d almost lost him. But here, and now, he was hers. Leaving behind what once was, and no longer holding visual remnants of chaotic past that’d almost broken them, Emily slowly drew her lips away from his, her need to fill their present with continued happiness growing by the second.
“I love you, Gavin,” she whispered, her mind burning every precious second, minute, and hour they’d spent together into her memory. “You’ve given me everything I could’ve ever imagined and more. I hope I’ve done the same for you.” She paused and cupped his cheek, her pulse racing. “Your other gift’s waiting for you in the back seat.”