I walked into our bedroom and stopped at the open door of the bathroom. My smile rose at the sight of Callie lying in the bath humming. Her eyes were closed, and the bubbles were nearly flowing over the rim bringing back memories of the countless baths we’d shared right there. It pleased me that she wasn’t sat around worrying. She trusted me to deal with our problems. Doubts about tonight crept in my mind, was Jon right, should I keep her here, lock her up if I have too? I dismissed the thought quickly, Callie would hate me if I did that and we needed to deal with Sofia for good.

“Hi,” Callie smiled when she caught sight of me. She looked beautiful; her hair up in a knot on top of her head and as usual, most of it had fallen out and hung down the back of the bath.

“Hi, yourself, are you ok?”

“Alex, will you stop worrying about me, I’m fine.”

“I can’t do that; I’ll never stop worrying about you.”

She rewarded me with a brilliant smile. “Did you talk with Jon?”

“Yes. He knew you were lying.”

“I should have known he’d see through me.”

I stripped my clothes off and watched as her eyes ate me up, I kept myself fit, but I’d never been proud of my body until now. “It seems Jon knew a lot of things.”

“Is that right?” She asked breathless.

I nodded and pulled off my underwear. I watched her tongue swipe her bottom lip and suppressed a groan. Her eyes were on my erection and they didn’t stray from there until I was in the bath hidden by the bubbles. Sitting behind her I pulled her against me until her back rested against my chest. “He knew you were lying, but he also said he could see I loved you. That’s why he didn’t call you out on the lie. He thinks you’re happy.”

“I am happy, I was happy then, but the circumstances made me sad, I’d always imagined you would propose differently to that.”

We sat quietly for a while. I wanted to tell her I regretted it, but I wouldn’t have her in my arms right now if I hadn’t done what I had. “The sale of the company has gone through. I own it now.”

“Are you happy about it?”

“I’m pleased, but I’d give it away in a heartbeat if you asked me to.”

“I don’t want you to do that. You owe it to the old owners to keep your word.”

“True.”

Callie’s hand reached to grip my arm. “Was there anyone else in the running to be your wife?”

“No.” I denied sharply. “To be honest, I didn’t want the company that badly until they stated they’d only sell to a family man. Your face appeared in my mind and I decided to blackmail you to get you back into my life. I knew I could use Jon to do that so that’s what I did.”

“I never had a chance did I? It sounds a lot like you did all this to get me back?”

I was quiet for a moment. “I might have done, but baby you have to know that a part of me really wanted to hurt you like you’d hurt me. I used your love for Jon to make you fall into my plans.”

“I know, but I forgive you.”

My eyes closed at her words. “I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I’ll take it. I love you. Let me show you how much.”

I turned her to face me so she straddled my lap. The water ran over the rim, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was Callie. I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her lips softly in a teasing caress. “You can show me how much you love me back.”

“I like that idea.”

“Me too, you’re fucking gorgeous Callie.”

She blushed, and I followed that blush all the way to her nipples using my mouth to tease her. Her back arched into me giving me better access to pull her nipples into my mouth one at a time until she was whimpering. Lifting her slowly I lowered her onto my aching cock. She gasped at my invasion and grabbed my hair in her hands fisting it tightly while I used my grip on her hips to move her up and down making us both groan. The rhythm drove me crazy, and it wasn’t long before I was thrusting faster making her pant from the pleasure. I felt her muscles tighten around me and I let myself spill into her praying that I’d just made her pregnant.

We didn’t move for a few minutes both trying to catch our breath. I felt her shiver, and I moved from under her climbing out of the now cooling water to grab a towel before helping her stand and step out of the bath onto the mat on the floor. She leaned against me and I dried her body wrapping her in a big towel. Once she was steady on her feet, I grabbed a towel for myself and secured it around my waist.

“How about we put our robes on and I’ll bring dinner up. We can eat on the bed like old times. We missed lunch, you must be starving.”

“I’d like that. Just like old times.” She smiled.

“Are you ok about going tonight knowing Sofia might be there?”

“Not really, but we need to do it. I don’t want her thinking she’s won.”

“She will never win again,” I assure her.

“I know because we won’t let her.”

“No, we won’t. It’s you and me Callie, always.”

“Always.” She whispered.