This was crazy. She’d been married for ten years and not once felt that with Edward. She was confused. She thought she loved her ex. She’d met him in college and they married right after they graduated.

Edward had never been overly romantic, but how was it that now, Savage was getting her to feel more with just a few details than Edward had their entire relationship?

Her heart skipped a beat whenever Sav smiled at her or gave her that I’m going to fuck you into the next room look. A single heated gaze had her body temperature soaring. And the emotions she was feeling were new, too. This excitement of being with him. This happiness being held or kissed by him.

After a couple of hours in the skating rink, the driver took them to another building. There were older women and teenagers walking into the building.

“Where are we now?”

He laced his fingers with hers and brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it. “You’ll see.”

She watched with curiosity as he gave his name and showed his ID. They were then escorted to an elevator bank. They took the elevator to the second floor. It was then she realized they were in a sports arena. The lights flickered as they got to their seats in a private suite. The attendant shut the door and she rushed over to see what was going on.

At the stage was her favorite boy band from youth. She screamed and whirled around to face Sav.

“Are you kidding me? This is insane! What? How?”

He stopped beside her and laughed while shaking his head. “I had a little help from your sisters.”

She squealed again and watched her favorite group from her teen years start singing a song she still remembered the lyrics to almost thirty years later.

She sang along and threw her arms around Sav’s neck, a smile on her lips, her happiness too much to contain. “Thank you!” She kissed him. “Thank you!” She kissed him again. And again. And peppered a bunch of kisses over his face and then pulled back, hopping on her heels and continued singing.

Dancing was added and she even got him to dance with her. He didn’t know the lyrics to the songs, but he laughed and let her be silly. It was the best date ever. The absolute best. Savage was giving her back memories of the old Zuri, and with it, the ability to be that girl again.

At one point, she glanced over her shoulder and realized there was food in the room. She kissed Sav again, her heart full of joy and her stomach growling from hunger. She picked up a chicken quesadilla and put wings and sliders on a plate for him. The smile he gave her when she handed him the plate made her knees weak.

“You have got to stop doing that,” she joked. “Those looks are going to be the death of me.”

He leaned in and kissed her. “Why?”

“I don’t know, Sav. You make me feel things. Things I’ve never felt before and it’s making me want—”

She glanced at the stage and he grabbed her chin and made her face him. “Wanting is okay as long as you’re wanted in return.” His voice grew deep. “Trust me, love. I want you. I want you every way possible.”

“I want you, too. More than I have ever wanted another man,” she admitted with a sigh. “It’s a little scary.”

His eyes held her entranced. The liquid amber pulling her in and warming her blood. “No, love. There should be no fear between us. Only love. Lust. Hunger. Only forever. I want you to crave me the way I crave touching your skin and feeling its petal softness under my fingertips. I want you to be hungry for me. The way I close my eyes and can taste your sweet honey falling on my tongue as your orgasm explodes in my mouth.

“I want you to never want to be a foot away from me because you feel empty without me near you.” He moved closer. “Like I love having you by my side. That’s where you’re meant to be. Always with me.” He rubbed a thumb over her bottom lip. “I want you happy, Zuri. Life is meant to be lived with someone that fills your heart with love.” He licked his lips. “And that makes your pussy cream and orgasm.” His hand slid down to cup her breast and stopped at her belly. “Someone who gives you the family you want. The one I want.”

What was she saying, again? Oh, yeah. She was in such deep trouble. Savage was on the hunt and it was clear she was the prey. How long could she hold out and more importantly, did she really want to?