The Secret Between Us
Chapter 22

1 week later

I look at how amazing the picture I painted these days is and I can’t stop thinking that for the first time in years I have painted a picture in colour. They say that those of us who make “art” reflect our feelings in our works and well, in my case I was so frustrated by my life full of lies that I could only paint dark things that reflected what I felt inside for not being able to live my love with Izan the way I wanted to, but now all that is behind me -I see that you liked my gift and you already made the first painting- I hear him tell me and when I turn around, I see him coming out of the garden completely sweaty.

-It’s one of the best presents you could have given me,” I comment and suddenly he hugs me from behind, “baby, you’re all sweaty! – I complain with laughter that rubs off on him.

-You look very nice in this painting, are they our hands? – he asks and I nod.

-Yes, your hand and mine intertwined, they represent our promise to never let go,” I explain.

He takes a closer look at the painting and rests his chin on my shoulder, “It’s like that painting is missing something,” he comments, making me turn my face to try to see it.

-What are you talking about, maybe a change in tone? – I ask worriedly and for some reason he smiles.

-No, I’m talking about something missing from our hands and therefore from the painting,” he explains.

-And that would be? – I ask with interest.

-Wedding rings,” he whispers in my ear, making my skin crawl just listening to him.

-Technically we’re not married, I mean… the ceremony in Miami was beautiful and for me you’re my husband, and well… then the fake documents,” I comment in an attempt to make him nervous and I succeed.

-If it were up to me, I would marry you in every way and under every religion, but you know that would be putting us on display…” he answers me a bit mortified and to calm him down, I turn around so that we are facing each other and I take his sweaty face in my hands.

-Love, of course I know and it’s a joke… I don’t need any paper or anything like that to know that you and I will be united for the rest of our lives,” I tell him, causing his gestures to change immediately and I smile.

-You had scared me,” he comments amused and we laugh.

-Were you afraid I’d become demanding now that I’m expecting your child? – I joke and he nods.

-Yes, I was,” he replies softly, making me laugh.

-Silly,” I say and play with his hair.

-Don’t scare me, otherwise I won’t be able to give you the surprise I have for you tonight,” he points out and my curiosity goes from zero to a hundred in a second.

-Surprise? I’m interested in that,” I say like a little girl and he laughs softly.

-Yes, that’s why I was in the garden doing some things, but before I give you my surprise, I have to go take a shower… will you come with me? – he asks me sensually.

-To take a shower? – I ask and he nods.

-Yes… it’s just that you have paint on your face,” he finally informs and runs his index finger down my cheek making me laugh.

-You convinced me,” I joke and without further ado, he takes me by the hand so that we go to the private bathroom in our room and when we enter I see on our bed a beautiful long champagne coloured dress and a gorgeous necklace, “And this? – I ask and she simply shrugs her shoulders.

-A gift for our romantic evening,” he explains and I look at him quizzically.

-Is this what you went to this morning when you went out? – she asks excitedly and shrugs her shoulders.

-It can be…

-I love your surprises, who knew my bad boy would be such a romantic,” I murmur and k**s him euphorically.

-Shall we start at the end of tonight? – he asks as he pulls me against his body and I start to pull his shirt off.

-It’s just a rehearsal for the end, you know I love showering with you and saving water,” I joke and we walk towards the bathroom without letting go of each other and undressing.

-I’m not sure we’ll save water, but we’ll have a great time, I have no doubt about that,” he murmurs between k****s and I don’t know what he has planned for the two of us tonight, but I do know I’m going to love it because there’s nothing that comes from him that I don’t like.

-Every now and then it never hurt anyone, does it? – I say and he smiles.

-I love it…” he murmurs and with our bodies skin to skin, we go under the cascade of hot water that I don’t know when he made it flow and every time we get lost in our world of fantasy and desire, all the rest of the planet ceases to exist because reason becomes absent.

-And I like having fallen in love with the boy that everyone thought was bad… I love every detail of you and those tattoos that I love to run my lips over,” I confess to him as my mouth slides down his chest and suddenly he lifts my face to look at him.

-Now that there’s no one else but you and me, I can get your name tattooed on my skin,” he says and all I can think to do is k**s him with more desire, “Does that mean you like the idea? – he asks me completely excited and I nod.

-I’d love to be tattooed on your skin,” I tell him and he smiles as he lifts one of my legs and wraps it around him.

-And I love being on you,” he says sensually, and as only he can and knows how, he enters me in a way that makes me delirious with pleasure.

-I could never love anyone as much as I love you,” I say desperately and cling to his body to lose myself in the sensations he provokes in me that make me addicted to his presence.

You definitely don’t choose love… you fall in love, you go crazy and you dare to live a world apart with that person without caring about anything else… as simple and as complicated as that.