Filed To Story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
These I would blow out after she got home, but they were good for now.
The wine was on the table, the food was prepared on the serving cart ready to be pushed in and surprise my wife. I lit the incense last, letting its scent spread through the room as I turned off the lights. We were going entirely off candlelight, even in the kitchen. As one last after thought, before Heather got home, I turned on some soft, romantic music in the background.
Not loud enough to interfere, but enough to help set a mood.
At that moment, right in time, I heard my wife walking toward the door. She was home, and it was time to show her what I had been planning for her.
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Heather
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I was feeling very relaxed as I pulled into the driveway, relaxed and hungry. Part of me just wanted to sit on the couch until Vincent got home, but the other part of me wanted to cook him a lavish meal for when he was back from work. I felt like he definitely deserved it after what he had done for me.
I decided to leave the clothes in the car for the time being. I would carry them in later, after I had eaten. Living in the compound, where we stayed about half of the time, we never had to worry about thieves. Everyone here was a wolf from the pack and therefore, would answer to Vincent’s wrath if they stole from us.
Everything looked ordinary as I walked toward the door of the house, however when I opened the door I noticed that something was off. For one thing, there were candles and rose petals making a path down the hall. And for another, I could smell pleasant incense and very delicious food.
“Vincent?” I called out to him. “You’re home?” I dropped my keys and purse on the table in the hall as I shut and locked the door behind me. “How come you’re home so early?” I called out once more, but he didn’t answer me.
I followed the rose petals down the hall and into the dining room. With how hungry I was, this was the room that I wanted to be in the most.
“Vincent?” I called again as I entered the room, and that was when I saw him.
My mate, my husband, my Vincent was leaning against the table in what could only be called a sexy, erotic, and sultry pose. He had a rose in his right hand, held up to his nose as he sniffed it with half lidded eyes.
“Mmm, so beautiful.” He was looking right at me, desire and need pouring off of him as he spoke. For some reason, I didn’t think that he was talking about the rose.
“Vincent?” There was a smile that crept over my face as I looked at him. He was dressed in a dark green silk shirt that was open half way down, showing his smooth, muscled chest. The black slacks that he was wearing made the color of the shirt pop even more. He wasn’t wearing shoes, we usually don’t when inside the house, actually his feet were bare, not even socks on.
I don’t know why, but this just made the whole scene even more sexy for me. He was so handsome with his blond hair perfectly done in a mixture of messy and professionalism.
“I have been waiting for you, sweetheart.” He called out, his voice a little deeper than usual. “I wanted to surprise you when you got home.”
“Well, you succeeded, I am definitely surprised.” I grinned at him. “I didn’t expect this, Vincent. I thought that you needed to work today.”
“I wanted to do something special, so I made you think that I had to work so that I could prepare everything. I am sorry that I lied to you.”
“You didn’t.” I laughed and stepped closer to him. “You never actually said that you were going to work. That was my wording. And besides, I like this surprise.”
“You haven’t seen it all yet.” He was turning to put the rose back into the vase as he spoke. “I prepared all of this,” he indicated the petals on the floor and the table, “and I cleaned the entire house from top to bottom. Oh, and I cooked all of your favorite foods.” He was still looking so sensual when he talked that it made me want to kiss him right then and there.
I thought that there was nothing stopping me, so I did just that.
I closed the last of the space between Vincent and I, raising myself up on my tiptoes and wrapping my arms around his neck. There was no reason to say anything at the moment, he knew what I wanted and he happily reciprocated. He wrapped his hands around my waist to steady me and leaned down so that we met in the middle for a soft and sensual kiss.
His tongue slipped into my mouth, gliding familiarly over my own tongue as it tangled in that intimate dance of lovers. This was the best feeling in the world, the place that I most wanted to be at all times. There was nothing better than being in the arms of the man that I love.
I loved Vincent more and more each day, and I would continue to love him more and more with each passing year that we spent together.
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Vincent
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I was posing when Heather came into the dining room, watching her closely as I tried to be sexy and alluring for her. I think that it worked, because the moment that she saw me, her heart rate jumped and sped up in excitement. And at the current moment, I was holding her against my chest while she kissed me.
Alright, I might have taken over the kiss, but she initiated it, so it still counted as her kissing me, at least in my book it does. I held her there longer than I normally would have for just a kiss. I wanted her to know that this night was more than just the surprise meal. She was getting a lot more than she might have bargained for when she wanted to spend the weekend with me.
In the end, I only broke the kiss when I heard a loud rumbling sound coming from in front of me. Heather’s stomach had just growled, and in a perfect answer to her’s, mine growled as well.
“Ha ha ha.” I laughed at the coincidence of it all, her soft sweet laughter joining mine. “I guess that we both skipped lunch, huh?”
“I snacked at the spa, but I didn’t have a full meal. I probably could have, but I was too busy getting pampered.” She giggled at the thought of it all. “You said you cooked, right?” She smiled up at me, her eyes excited and expectant.
“All of your favorites.” I smiled at her. “Have a seat, sweetheart, and I will go get them now.” I pulled her chair out and held her hand as she slid into the seat. Before walking away, I pushed the chair in for her and kissed her on the top of her head.
There was no reason to delay, we were both hungry, as our bodies had decided to let us know quite audibly. I pushed the cart into the dining room and reveled in the look on her face. She had seen all the different dishes that I had made for dinner, and she looked like she was about to start drooling.
“I have made everything that I know you like, Heather. And I made sure not to make too much, so that it doesn’t go to waste.” She looked ecstatic as she watched me start to load the plates onto the table.
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