“Baby, I will always win.” I remove my fingers and bring them to my mouth sucking off her taste.
“The best dessert in the whole damn world.”
“Will there be anything else, sir?” The waiter is standing before our table looking between the two of us with his eyebrow cocked. I think we’ve been caught, but I don’t really give a fuck.
“No, thank you; I’ve already had dessert. Just the check, please so I can take my lovely wife home and let her taste some dessert of her own.”
“Very well. Might I suggest, sir, possibly zipping up your jeans before leaving the table?” Then he was gone.
I look towards Laney, her face is beet red, and she has her hands covering her mouth, laughing uncontrollably. “Holy shit. I’m so embarrassed.”
“Oh, baby, who cares.” I lean back tuck myself in and zip up my fly. “We’re a married couple, it’s not like we’re a pair of kids. Besides, I wouldn’t doubt it if he goes home and yanks one out with the vision of my cock in his head.”
“It is a pretty impressive cock.”
“And it’s all yours. Come on. No need to wait for the check. Let’s get out of here.” I throw a couple hundred on the table. As we walk to the front door, I keep my arm protectively around her shoulders. “Remember, stay close to me.” She nods.
I open the door take a step out, and once the reporters realize it’s us, the questions get fired off.
“Mr. Whitmore, is it true you are going to take your wife’s children away from their biological father?” Where do these bastards get their information?
“Mr. Whitmore, is it true your new wife is handing her father’s estate over to you to run?” I wouldn’t want it, even if she tried.
“Now that you’re married, are you going to take your rightful place as CEO of your mother’s companies?” Hell no, that’s the furthest thing from my mind.
“Why do you feel its right to be out on the town while your children are suffering, Laney?”
I open the car door and make sure Laney is safely inside. Then I turn to the crowd. “Listen, I know all of you are just trying to do your jobs, but there is really no story here. I’m a man in love with a beautiful woman, so I did the only natural thing. I married her. I’m no different than any of you in that aspect. It’s as simple as that. You may get bored because Playboy Nathan is no more. It’s just me, husband and stepfather. As for the business side of things, everything remains the same, nothing is changing at Whitmore or where my wife’s family’s business is concerned. If there are stories brewing out there, they are one hundred percent false. This is just your not-so-average love affair.”
“Is it true your father is going to try to take your mother’s company?”
“Whatever plans he has are his. If he wants to waste whatever time he has left on this earth in a battle so be it. My mother’s will has always been ironclad. The family’s attorneys can all attest to that. And if you want me to be honest with everyone, even my father’s attorneys can attest to that. That’s why the companies are still mine and not his. He’s lucky to still have the position he still holds within my companies, and like I have told him before, it’s better that he remembers that. Goodnight.”