“Oh, yes, you should be really worried, you naughty boy.” She turned, sliding her hands around his back. “But the short answer is because where we’re going, you’re mine.”
He nuzzled her neck. “I’m always yours.”
Piper smiled. She felt more and more confident every day, and the sex she and Michael had had the other night had been perfectly wonderful. Tender and intimate. And tonight she planned to show him what she wanted, instead of telling him. A little fear fluttered in her chest that he would want something else, but she tamped it down.
She knew in her heart Michael wasn’t going to leave her.
That had to be enough.
“That’s the kind of thing I like to hear,” she said into his neck. “This is going to be fun. Kind of a celebration of how far we’ve come.”
“Speaking of celebrating…you know, our ten-year anniversary is this summer.”
“I know. I think we deserve a pat on the back for making it this far.” She placed a kiss on his neck. “Don’t you think?”
“I’m thinking we need more than a pat on the back. How about we do something special and go all out? Take a long vacation somewhere. Maybe Europe?”
Piper moved back. “Really? How long is long? You’d have to take a chunk of time off for something like that. That’s not usually…your thing.” She’d been trying to get her husband to take more than a long weekend trip for years, but she’d finally given up.
“I’m going to start making it my thing,” he said. “I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching lately, and it seems crazy that we’re still in our same jobs, living in the same place, doing the same things we did ten years ago. It’s time to shake things up. I’d have to do some advanced planning, but I think it’s doable. And, more importantly, I want to do it.”
“Are you sure?” Piper could barely contain her glee. “If you are, I’ll start planning something next week! How long do you want to take off?”
“At least three weeks,” he answered. “And I’m thinking Italy and Paris for sure.”
“Oh, that’s music to my ears, Mikey! You know how to make a woman’s year. We both have so much time off that we’ve never used, so it won’t be an issue. We can discuss dates later, but summer is usually the slowest time at the agency.”
“Then summer it is.” He leaned down and kissed her soundly.
She lost herself in the kiss for a second, but regretfully had to break it. “You can’t distract me from our plans tonight that easily, even with dreamy plans of Europe. As of right now, we need to be out that door in fifteen minutes.”
“Well, whatever we’re doing tonight, just know that we’re ending the night fucking,” he growled in her ear.
“That can be arranged.”
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Piper was at the wheel, and Michael was excited to see where the night was going to take them. His current anticipatory mood was fueled mostly by Piper’s excitement. She was ringing with it. Whatever she had up her sleeve, he knew they were going to enjoy it.
After about ten minutes on the road, she pulled into a parking lot he didn’t recognize. “Karma?” he asked, reading the sign.
“Yep,” she said, heading to a parking spot close to the door. “It’s new, and it looks like they could advertise a little better. I’ve heard it’s great, but the place doesn’t look full. Come on, I’m starving.”
They got out and walked in. It was a fairly nondescript building. He opened the door for Piper, grinning. “I think we’re a little overdressed for this place, don’t you think?”
“We would be if this was our final stop,” she said as she breezed through the door. “Which it’s not.”
Once they were inside, the hostess greeted them. Piper leaned in and said something to her that Michael couldn’t hear, to which the hostess nodded once and said, “Right this way.”
They followed her through a room decorated in soft colors to a table close to the back. To Michael’s surprise, Gillian and Brad were already sitting there. “Hiya.” Gillian gave them a wave as they walked up.
Piper bent down to give her a peck on the cheek, while Brad half-stood to shake Michael’s hand. “Hey,” Brad said. “I didn’t know you guys were going to be here.” There was genuine surprise on his face.
Before Michael could say the same thing, Piper said, “You were both kept in the dark on purpose, so just be good and go with the flow.”
Brad sat back down. “If I know my wife, this is going to be one interesting night.”
Gillian gave a noncommittal shrug. “Aren’t all nights with me interesting, baby?”
“Of course,” he said as he slung his arm around her shoulders, “but now that I see the Collinses are here, I have a feeling this one might be a little different than most.”
Brad gave Michael and Piper a smile, which warred with his tough-guy look. Brad wore his typical black T-shirt—this one with an outline of a Harley on the front—his tattoos visible, his five o’clock shadow giving him a look that said, if you fuck with me or mine, you’re going to be sorry.
“They don’t have a full liquor license, so it’s beer or wine. The Indian beer is pretty good,” Gillian said, holding up her glass. She took a sip and set it back down, leaning against her husband. “So is everyone ready for some fun tonight?”
“Of course we are,” Piper said, as she settled herself across from Gillian.
“So you don’t know what’s going on either?” Michael asked Brad.
“Nope, but I’m up for anything. Now that you guys are here, I’m thinking it has something to do with fucking, which I’m always up for.”
“Easy, tiger,” Gillian purred, rubbing his bicep. “We’re going to enjoy the night and see where it takes us.”
Piper opened her menu. “Should we get a few dishes to share?”
“Yes, let’s share,” Gillian said. “None of us wants to be too full. And we have time to spare. Let’s order a few appetizers and then the meal.”
“Sounds perfect,” Piper agreed.
The waitress came to take their drink orders first.
The conversation stayed nice and easy, not veering to sex at all.
Michael found himself relaxing as they chatted. But he couldn’t help hoping this night wasn’t going to end with him having sex with Gillian. That was the first thing he’d thought when he saw Brad and Gillian here. That Piper was ready to jump back into their old lifestyle again and that’s why she was so excited.
But that’s not what he wanted.
He wasn’t going to ruin Piper’s dinner by saying anything about it now. He decided, as the conversation flowed, that if it came to that, he would just seduce his own wife instead and coax her into having sex with him. He didn’t want anyone else, and that was more apparent right this minute than it had ever been.
How things were now with Piper was what he craved.
He couldn’t stop thinking about the sex they’d had the other night in bed and her pussy clenching around his cock.
The waitress took their appetizer plates away and brought them more beers and a glass of wine for Piper. Then they ordered the main meal. They’d gotten only two things to share, but it was going to be more than enough.
“This food is amazing,” Piper said. “But I’m only having one small portion once the main dishes arrive. I’m reaching my limit.”
“The food is good,” Gillian said. “You wouldn’t really know it by the amount of people in here, though.”
“I was saying the same thing when we drove up,” Piper said. “They need to advertise more. I think I might drop them my card on the way out. I’d give them some consulting in exchange for a free lunch.”