Chapter Nineteen

Rush

We party until the sun rises. “You and I are going to make the most of the sunrise.” I take her by the hand and lead her out into the forest.

“We’re going for a run?” she giggles.

“We’re doing more than a run, baby.” I then tell her in mind-link so the nosy wolves can’t hear, “We can’t do what I want to do to you in the house, not with the kids in there sleeping.”

She laughs. “I like the way you think.”

I take her deeper into the woods so we’re far enough away from the house and the security, so they won’t hear us. We both laugh along the way like young pups until I find the picnic blanket, I had laid out for us earlier. She puts her hands on her hips. “You had this planned!”

“Of course.”

She laughs again but stops abruptly when I tear her dress apart, “Rush, I wanted to keep that for Lotty.”

I look at the torn fabric and shrug. “We can have a new one made for her.”

“And what shall I wear when we go back home?”

I point to the basket. “There’s no food in that basket, just