(Tara's POV)
“It has a long way of tradition, Tara, and we all knew that Aunt Thea had that ring, passed on to her when she got married to Uncle Steve. It was really romantic having two rings in your fingers.” She put her hand on her mouth and looked at me like her eyes would bulge from her face. “How?”
“It’s a long history, Samantha. All I can tell you is that I have this ring, not in a romantic way but some sort of punishment for lying about Bree.”
“Yeah... yeah! Did you know that it has a pair, Tara? A pair that is rarely passed on?” She asked, her eyes still wide.
I shook my head.
“This is what I love about my job. I could call my boss stupid, call him dimwit and smack him in the head... Later!” She laughed, and I joined her, not understanding why. “You’re both stupid!”
“What?” I chuckled, fee
(Blake's POV)“Let’s play a game, Blake,” Tara whispered in my ear and nipped on my earlobe as she took off my blazer.“What game, Kitten?” I asked in a hushed but excited tone, letting out a deep breath as she nipped my neck playfully. She was driving me crazy, and I wanted to touch her, punish her for what she did last night, but when I started to touch her, she smacked my hands lightly, giggling sensually. Even her seductive laugh made me insane.“Patience, Blake... One rule, though. No touching.” She smiled, grabbing the collar of my dress shirt and locking her lips into mine. She lightly swept the tip of her tongue on my lips and kissed me with so much fire that I forgot I was not supposed to touch her. To hell with her rule, I wanted to touch her. My body was screaming with joy as I savored the sensation. I raised my hand, gently caressing her cheeks and her neck.
(Blake's POV)Tara parked the car without the help of anyone. She seemed to know where to park, and when she unfastened her seatbelt, she looked at Samantha and me.“Are you two now okay?” She asked as she wore her suit jacket and pulled her hair in a ponytail.Samantha forced a smile and nodded.“Why are you not worried, Tara?” I asked, looking at her with lots of questions, but I couldn’t seem to find which one should be answered first.“Your Mom overreacted-”“Overreacted?” I repeated, suddenly feeling annoyed with her answer. “We’re talking about Bree here,” I hissed, irking at the way she spoke about Mom.She rolled her eyes and opened the door. When we got out, it was also the same time someone opened the car’s door parked next to ours.“Tara?” He fixed the brim of his eyeglasses. &l
(Tara's POV)Thea and Steve did not insist on bringing Bree and Sean back to their house. Despite being eleven, Sean bawled, telling his mother how scared he was when Bree could not breathe, so Samantha decided just to bring him home. One of these days, I would have to explain to him what he should do when something like that happens again.I understand the fear they all went through, and it was only right to let them have a better sleep tonight. Everyone was scared today, and I did not want it to happen again. The last thing Bree needs is a family panicking in times of emergency.I used to be scared before, but it changed everything when I had Bree. She needed a mother who she could rely on at all times, and now I had to give her Dad lesson 101 on what to do in case of emergency.Blake wrapped his arms behind me and rested his head on my shoulder as we watched Bree sleeping deeply in her bed.&ldq
(Tara's POV)I pulled a chair near the edge of the foot of the bed. I sat while my legs rested on the bed’s mattress, then I placed my drawing pad on my knees and started sketching the most beautiful man still sleeping. Beneath the soft white blanket, Blake was still naked, and I could not help biting my bottom lip. My lips curved a smile, and I could feel my cheeks blushing as I remembered how many times we had made love.Slowly his eyes opened, and he smiled at me. He got up, leaning on the headrest of the bed, and the blanket fell off, exposing half of his body. “What are you doing there?” He asked, staring at me with love and lust.I showed him my sketch. “You’re too beautiful not be drawn, Blake,”“This is just so unfair,” He groaned but smiled at me. “If I have the same talent, I will paint every wall of this house of you, Tar
(Tara's POV)My sudden appearance in the company was a forest fire, creating juicy rumors that I was one of his women, something Blake’s cousins enjoyed listening to because of their bet. But with about Bree, the news spread like wildfire. It was not afternoon yet, just an hour after we left the childcare center, and yet, the whole world seemed to know about us. I was quiet for a while, staring at Blake, who seemed not to mind Matthew’s message about the social media craze over the bachelor and strikingly gorgeous billionaire with a daughter.I could take the gossip if it were about me, but not Bree. Stella, Ben, and my siblings called asking about the threads in the social media and the news, and they all expressed their worries about Bree and me.“Kitten, have I told you I love your fingers? I would hate it if you’d lose one,” Blake said, his head was on the papers he was signing.
(Blake's POV)If there were one thing that I would love to do today, it would be to run away from all this chaos for a while and just be with Tara. Even if she did not say it, the message from Sadie broke her heart.Tara was sitting near the pool, and by the look of her face, I knew I had broken her heart once again. It was like my heart was pierced with million shards of glasses as I looked at her sad eyes.“Tara,” I called her.She raised her head, looked at me, and curved a sad smile.“When is she coming back, Blake?” She asked, but she avoided looking at me. She lowered her gaze and dipped her feet on the pool.“Tomorrow,” I answered, then pursed my lips. This was not what I had in mind when she told me to meet her here, but I was scared that I would hurt her more if I came closer to her. I sat on the chaise lounge and made myself contented by just loo
(Blake's POV)“Stop it, Blake,” Tara giggled when I kept on poking her waist.“I can’t...” I whispered. “Let’s go back to bed... or let’s fly somewhere far from here, Kitten,” I said, wrapping my arms behind her and kissing her neck.Samantha rolled her eyes when she saw us on the doorstep of the office. “Hey, Blake! My office, my rule! No public display of affection here!” She snarled, but I caught her pressing her lips, suppressing her smile.I nodded and held Tara’s hand as we came to her.“I sent you your schedule today and...” Samantha raised her eyebrows and looked at me. “What’s the urgent matter we need to talk about?” She asked.Tara chuckled when I raised her hand to show the ring to Samantha. Her eyes widened, and her mouth half-opened when she saw the engagement ring in Tara&rsqu
(Tara's POV)Samantha had brought me a long list of wedding planners she knew, and all I had to do was select the best one. We were about to go back to the office to talk about the charity event we would be attending when Blake startled us as he stormed inside and went straight to the bedroom.“What happened?” Samantha asked, standing up.I shook my head, leaving the magazines and papers on the center table, and we went upstairs.The door was opened wide, and as we stepped inside the bedroom, I could hear movements in the bathroom. My heartbeat was getting crazy at first, but I felt it stopping when we heard Blake screaming in anger.When he came out of the bathroom, his face was red, his eyes were flaring in anger, and he was breathing heavily as he threw everything in his hand. My eyes widened, and my body quivered as I recognized the things he threw in front of me. I gasped when I sa