Under Your Scars (Under Your Scars, #1)

by Ariel N. Anderson

“What’s the verdict? Where are we moving, angel?” “Nowhere for now,” I say with a smile, looking up at him from under my lashes. “Maybe when we have a family though?” “Whatever you want.” “You’re always so quick to say that.” “That’s because I’m thoroughly pussy-whipped for you.” I can’t help the giggle that escapes my lips. “What’s so funny, Elena Reeves?” “Nothing. You just admitted I wear the pants in this relationship, is all.” He spins me in a circle and then pulls me tight to his chest. “It sounds nice, you know. My name with your last name.” His fingers trace down my body to rest on my waist. His large hands feel massive against my small frame. “Then let me give it to you,” Christian whines, practically begging. He dramatically looks around the room. “Bet the officiant is still here somewhere.” I roll my eyes playfully. “Maybe if it wasn’t my brother’s wedding, I might humor you.” He grumbles. “At least it wasn’t an outright ‘no’ this time. We’re finally getting somewhere!” I bring his head down a bit so it’s easier for me to whisper in his ear, because even in my heels, he still towers over me. “Hey, baby?” I feel him shiver and he kisses my neck. “The words that come out of your mouth after you call me baby are always naughty.” “Want to know a secret?” I feel him nod against my neck. “I may wear the pants in this relationship, but I’m not currently wearing any panties.”