Part 2076 – What Barbara Smith Wants

“Were you planning to stay here much longer?” Deliosa asked Sammy.

“Not really. Why? Was there somewhere you wanted to go?”

“Nowhere in particular. I just want to be alone with you. No one else around. Samer, I want to become skye with you.”

“And I with you.” He stood and held out his hand. “Come. Let’s say our congratulations and such to the bride and groom.”

She laid her hand in his. “Will you be okay, Samer? Seeing them together like that?”

He smiled and guided Deliosa up to her feet.

The flowers in her water glass sprouted leaves and a full root system.

“I survived the whole wedding ceremony. I can survive anything. Besides, Ambrose needs her.  I saw how she handled him when he had that panic attack in the church. He may be a vampire, but he needs her strength. I don’t. I am strong enough on my own.”

Deliosa’s expression became tightly neutral. “So, you are.” She released his hand.

“Is there something wrong?”

Her expression did not change. “We’ll discuss it later. Come, Samer.”

***

Sammy shut down his thoughts and emotions as he followed Deliosa over to Ambrose and Barbara.

They walked in silence.

***

Ambrose turned Barbara’s wedding ring diamond-side up. The stone flashed red and blue and green in the light. “It looks so beautiful on you.”

“Not as beautiful as you.”

He popped his head up in surprise. “Mrs. Barbara Smith, are you trying to be suggestive?”

“What?” Her face heated up as she figured it out. “Oh! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it like—”

He smiled lovingly and tucked her hair around her ear. “Don’t apologize, love, and don’t try to explain. I’ll take the compliment—” He put his lips close to her ear and murmured.  “—-no matter which way it lays.”

Her breath caught. “Now, who’s being suggestive?”

“Hmm, no one I know.”

She giggled. “And you call me a brat.”

He kissed the rim of her ear. “That’s because you are.”

“And I always will be?”

“Mmm. I would never ask you to be anything different, my love. I love you like this.” His voice dropped into a whisper, “Barbara, can we run out the door while no one is looking?”

Her skin broke out into goosebumps. “Where would we go?” she asked breathlessly.

“Your call.” He kissed her ear again. “I’ll go wherever you want to go.”

I want to go home. I want to take you home with me.

“Such an amazingly brazen creature. What else do you want?”

I want…

Her gaze lingered on the bare skin above his bow tie.

She thought about him in his tank top.

His bare arms and shoulders.

His exposed neck.

I want…

She thought about him without his shirt on.

His skin.

His warmth.

I want.

She smiled bashfully. “I think you know what I want.”

“Maybe. Maybe not. Or maybe—” He twirled her loose hairs around his finger. “—I just want to hear you say it out loud.”

“Hmmm, I’ll just say this much: You are a very bad influence, Mr. Ambrose Smith.”

He laughed. “That isn’t quite what I was expecting you to say.”

Olivia stopped next to Barbara.

Ambrose untwined his finger.

“I’m sorry to interrupt whatever you were talking about.”

“Hmm, should we tell her what we were discussing, Mrs. Smith?”

“Probably not.” Barbara’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “But we could show her.”

He let out a surprised laugh. “What? I don’t think—”

Barbara swooped in and kissed him. It was supposed to be a quick kiss, barely a peck, but her lips lingered on his lips. Her hands spread out along the sides of his face.

He made a soft, happy sound and it felt good on her lips. He touched her shoulders, spread his hands on her shoulders, and she didn’t long for more than that. She craved it.

She quickly broke off.

The desire she felt smoldered in his eyes. It was scalding hot water. It was fire. And she wanted to jump right in.

“Oh yes, Mr. Ambrose Smith. You are one bad influence.”

“Am I?”

“Mmm. Always.”

“I think I can guess what you were talking about.” Olivia said dryly.

Ambrose smiled. “I won’t ask, but I will say that you’re probably right.” His gaze dipped down to Barbara’s lips.

She couldn’t resist.

She kissed him again.

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