After searching the closet and coming up empty-handed, I head into the bedroom and blink at the sight that greets me. Dakota is lounging in the middle of the bed, wearing nothing but the engagement ring I put on her finger a month ago and a hot-pink tie, the length resting between her breasts and the end covering what I know is heaven.
“Are you looking for something, Mr. Adams?”
I smirk and walk across the room, letting the towel drop away and watching her pupils dilate. You’d think that after almost a year with her, things between us would cool down, but so far, they haven’t. I’m just as crazy about her now as I was the first moment we met, maybe even crazier.
I crawl up the bed and grab her ankles, pulling them apart before settling between her legs.
“I found it.” I drop my mouth to hers and kiss her, then I make love to my fiancée and when I get dressed for work an hour later, I put on that pink tie with a grin on my face.