One Eighty

by Charity Shane

She is no longer the woman she used to be. She is now Rhian Powers and she belongs with me. Her safety, wellbeing, and happiness are my obligations and I don’t take any responsibility lightly.

“I’m adding supercilious to your list.” “As long as you added husband, I’m straight.”

“See, that’s why we need to get our own place. The things that I’m going to do to you will have you making too much noise for Brie to hear.”

“This is so solicitous. You put a lot of thought into this for me. I’m adding solicitous to your list. Thank you.” “No thanks needed. I’m your husband. I’m supposed to be… what’s the fancy word? Solicitous?”

“That’s not what I asked. I asked did you miss me because I missed you,” he admits and yes, I’m blushing. My cheeks are practically burning. “I woke up alone and I didn’t like it.

“I wasn’t married then. I am now and I want my wife, her soft body, sweet smell, and addictive pussy in bed with me when I open my eyes.”

“Incorrigible. I’m adding that to your list.” “Yours. Add that too. Enjoy your lunch. I’m getting ready to head into my warehouse. Be ready tonight.”

“You are my wife. That means you are always safe with me, every part of you: your mind, your body, and even your heart. I will hurt anyone that tries to hurt you. Do you believe me?”

“Naw. Don’t. She can stay. I think it will do her some good to know Mrs. Rhian Powers.” “That just earned you some fire head later. Say your name again.” She giggles. “Boy!”

“Your job is easy. I just need you to fall in love with me then give me unconditional love with physical and emotional support.

“I think I can handle it because I love you too, Gideon.” After easing down to face her, I kiss her lips. “I knew you couldn’t stay quiet long,” I say as I smirk.

“Loving you and taking care of you is natural, like breathing. Don’t thank me for breathing.”