#Chapter408
He turns slowly, smirks at my show of dominance and starts unbuttoning his shirt carefully, eyes on me and being very cocky about it. He has already discarded his jacket and cufflinks downstairs; he kicks off his shoes, eyes homed in on me in an unbreakable gaze as we lock together. He seems amused by me taking over and not against it so I hold steady and know that if he goes for this, I may just brighten his night and smooth over some of the upset from earlier. He deserves someone to pull out the stops for him. He deserves my complete and utter devotion.
I fidget with the belts behind my back but hold my ground, walk slowly towards the bed while facing him so he doesn’t see them, and stop at the foot.
/"Hurry up, I’m waiting./"
