Chapter 137

[Cordelia]

We finally come up for air when the elevator doors open again. Because we are staying in one of the master suites, the elevator opens up to a very small hallway with no other doors.

Without warning, Atlas scoops me off of my feet, holding me bridal style in his arms.

"What are you doing," I laugh, kicking my feet. "Put me down, Atlas."

"Not until we cross the threshold properly," he smirks, bending down to give me a little kiss. "We never did this right the first time and I feel like it is long overdue."

"But we aren't even married anymore," I laugh again. "Shouldn't we do this after we get married?"

"So you want to marry me again," he raises his eyebrow.

"I didn't say," I swallow hard. Did I want to marry him again?

His gray eyes smolder with heat as he watches my expressions change. "Because I want to marry you again," he kisses me lightly.

"Why?" I say between kisses, "Didn't we make each other miserable?"

'This time will be different," he promises my feet dip lower, h