He was behind her in a flash, droplets of water hitting the wood floor with a patter as he folded a towel around his waist and she knew without a doubt the shorts had disappeared in the bathroom. Good. She liked him when he was excited like this.She stood at the end of the bed, clutching the towel to the front of her and smiling at him, hoping it was the come-hither glance she was aiming for.“Fuck you are gorgeous,” he said bluntly as he approached her with sure footed steps. He tugged the towel from her fingertips and tossed it aside and let his gaze rake her body. “You gave me an eyeful and then almost ran into this bedroom. Either you anxious for me or you were running from me. Which is it?”“A week ago, you said our first time would require a big bed and lots of time.” She gave a flick of her wrist to the bed behind her, the back of her knees touching it as he stalked closer to her. She was naked in front of him while he wore a towel, hung delicately over his narrow hips. His br

Magda giggled as she sat on a stool at the giant kitchen island wrapped up in Ares’ oversized bathrobe and he flung flour in her direction. He was wearing nothing but boxers as he prepared their breakfasts. They had gone for a soak in the hot tub and then a swim, both done completely nude and involved a lot of heavy petting and kissing.She was discovering where he was concerned, she was becoming addicted. He couldn’t step past her without somehow touching her or putting his lips to her. He was very touchy feely and it was making her feel wonderfully special. She found herself leaning into every stroke and caress and wanting to touch him as much as he touched her.Right now, because he was preparing their breakfast, she had been relegated to sitting on the stool and staying out of reach because she was a distraction and he’d already burned a pan of scrambled eggs kissing her mindless.She giggled again as he kept trying to rub his nose on his s

Magda watched as Ares squirmed under her gaze and waited for him to explain his words. He had already copped to meeting her parents but he had said nothing about them hating him. Who could hate Ares? She knew it was more probable than not her parents were to blame but she needed the full story.His reticent behavior was becoming annoying. “Out with it, Ares.”“Well, the charity dinner I went to and was seated at their table was hardly amicable.”Again he paused and she gave an impatient flick of her wrist. When he caught the movement she knew she had channeled Lois with the Magda flick and he was surprised by it. “Explain before I draw my own conclusions.” He gave a low chuckle and she raised her eyebrows at his reaction. “What is so funny?”“I’ve been given insight on how our children are going to be raised.”“You need balls filled with semen to have children and yours are abo

 Magda walked with her fingers intertwined with Ares along the beach. He had surprised her with, not only clothing for the day but an entire wardrobe consisting of bathing suits, jeans, sweats, t shirts, blouses, dresses, pants, underwear, shoes and even evening wear and club wear. He literally had given her a giant space in his wardrobe and she was overwhelmed by his generosity.She had fallen in love with a shimmery emerald green bikini and the comfiest sandals she had ever owned in her life. The sandals were dangling from Ares free hand as they walked in the shallow water and his gaze had lingered more than once on the triangles of her bikini top.“You own a mile of beach rights?”“Three. I own a mile on either direction and one in the middle.”“It must have cost a pretty penny.”“It did but my privacy is important to me as is my security. Owning the surrounding land to my house means I have

 Magda stood nervously next to Ares in the elevator of the hospital approaching the floor his mother was staying in, her foot turning over on its side rhythmically. She was bouncing up and down and she didn’t miss the smirk on Ares’ face. His mother was sweet and loving and, according to Ares, already loved her. It was a mantra in her head. It wasn’t making it better. She was terrified. He found it hilarious.“Would it help to know I’ve never introduced a girlfriend to my mom before, especially one I’m trying to convince to marry me and have my babies?”She elbowed him roughly and he gasped as her bony elbow connected with his rib cage. “Not helping.”After he had made love to her a second time in the gazebo, he had plied her with wine, cheese and grapes and the crustiest, most delicious baguettes she had ever eaten. During the time he fed her, he began talking about how their children couldn&rsq