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“I’ll take a shower and check on her.” Getting on the tip of my toes, I

pecked his lips again and gave him a small smile before making my way to

the bathroom.

I stopped by Valentina’s room on the way there and sure enough, she was

sleeping peacefully underneath the pink and white covers, her back to me.

My gaze wandered around her room, taking in the stuffed animals Maddox

got her, the pink walls he had spent a whole weekend painting on his own

and all the dolls and toys strewn across the floor. She had a little desk where

she loved to draw and several of her drawings were actually pinned just

above it. My eyes stayed on one painting representing the three of us,

Maddox and I holding hands, and Valentina in the middle holding what

looked like a cat. Gosh, I hoped she wouldn’t ask Maddox for a cat one of

these days, God knew he was incapable of saying no to her.

The little minx even insisted on having a dressing table with a big mirror

so she could paint her nails and put on face cream before going to bed and

sunscreen in the morning. Maddox had swung by the store and found one for

her after work one day, he brought it home and put it together so that when

Valentina came back from school that day, everything was in place.

When I told him he didn’t have to, that he spoiled her, spoiled us if I was

being honest, he simply said we deserved it. That he wanted us to feel at

home in this apartment because he wasn’t letting go of us anytime soon. It

should have freaked me out, him saying that meant all my plans for the future

were falling apart, but it didn’t.

I loved that. I loved how much he cared for us. I loved the connection he

and Valentina had, how close they had gotten to each other. My sister was

everything to me, and to know she meant so much for Maddox too, it just

reassured me in my choice of taking things a step further between us.

The more time I spent with him, in bed or out of it, the more I could feel

myself falling for him. It wasn’t just an attraction anymore. It was an

addiction, pure and simple addiction.

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