Chapter Four

At twenty-two, I thought I knew everything that mattered about him.

I didn’t understand yet that loving someone and understanding the world they come from are two completely different things.

The wedding was small because I wanted it small, and Ethan agreed with me which surprised his mother.

Diana Harrington smiled through the whole thing in her pale blue dress that probably cost more than my first year tuition, wearing the smile of a woman who had already decided it was temporary.

There were About forty guests.

Jade stood beside me as maid of honor, squeezing my hand so tightly before the ceremony that I almost laughed. Carter was Ethan’s best man. My mother cried before the music even started and never really stopped.

And Ethan…

Ethan nearly lost it when he saw me walking toward him.

Not dramatically. Just enough for me to notice.

His eyes glossed over for a second. He looked down, blinked hard, then smiled at me like he couldn’t believe I was real.

I remember thinking, there you are.

Not the Harrington heir. Not the future executive everyone expected him to become.

Just Ethan.

The man who used to sit across from me in the library pretending not to stare.

The man who loved me so openly then that it made me feel fearless.

That was the version of him I fell in love with.

I remember our first night as newlyweds, it was one that I couldn’t quite forget so easily, though we had been together for four years yet it felt like our first time together. Ethan swept me off my feet once the elevator opened to the hallway of our hotel room. The hotel staff helping us to our room couldn’t help but blush at the sight of us.

Once we were in the room , Ethan gently placed me on the King size bed and I could let stop myself from admiring the room, not just the expensive designs. And furniture but the efforts my lovely husband had put in to make it more beautiful , the bouquet of Chrysanthemum laid out at the bed side and, rose petals placed in a love shape on the bed.

“ Baby, when did you do all these?” I couldn’t hold back the excitement as I held his hand.

“ It doesn't matter sweetie, I just want us to have the best honeymoon.” He said as he pulled on his pants and squatted in front of me, “let’s take these off your feet must be numb by now” he worried as he pulled my shoes off my feet.

“Thank you.” I sighed in relief as he continued to massage my feet. “Why don't you go ahead and freshen up I already had the room service brew you a warm bath? Then we can have some dinner ok?” he said as he stood up and wanted a kiss on my hair.

“Okay” I replied obediently.

I forced my tired bones up and went into the bathroom, took my clothes off, and sank into the bathtub.

After a few minutes I noticed the door open but I was too comfortable to sit up and see who it was until I felt Ethan’s hands on my shoulders.

“Mind if I join you” he whispered. “ Not at all, love.” . I let out softly.

He took his towel off and slid into the bathtub.

Once he was comfortable enough, I made my way into his arms gently wrapping my arms around his neck I whispered “ Come in me.” as I placed a kiss on his lips.

He kissed me slowly, carefully, like he was trying to memorize something. And I kissed him back because I already knew I'd spend the rest of my life memorizing him too.

I reached down for him and pressed the head of his penis into me. “ I want to feel us,” I whispered into his ear. And he grabbed me by the waist as he slipped deep into me. I let out a high-pitched hum as I slowly grind him.

Our eyes locked in passion, I watched his face as best as I could, his lips parting, stretching, his mouth opening in a silent groan. Eyes closed and then suddenly opened staring at me with real helplessness, mixed with hunger and surprise.

Slowly he stood up picking me up from the tub and hurried to the bed, as he carefully placed me on the bed, he lowered himself upon me and sank as deep as he could go.

Our bodies moved in perfect rhythm with each other’s desires. as we let out gentle moans soothing the atmosphere. It was after all how we’d taught each other to make love.