It is the final weeks of shooting, and the sex scenes are becoming normal and comfortable for us. They didn't really bother either of us anymore. Jackson and I are in the shower in our hotel room, getting ready for our day on set. I have a couple of things I want to talk about before we leave for the day.
My husband is standing behind me, running a loofa up and down my back and kissing my shoulders. Every morning, I wake loving this man more and more. It is a scary, overwhelming feeling.
Jackson reaches his arm around my body and starts washing my stomach. His fingers graze my nipples and I yelp with pain. He stops everything and turns me around to face him. His eyes give my body a once over and then he asks what's wrong.
"I don't know. My boobs hurt so bad and my nipples are so sensitive that even the cotton sheets were bothering them last night. Perhaps it's all the biting and tugging you've been doing to them – on and off the set." I smile at him.
"Ava, you should have said something." He frowns at me before kissing me.
"I'll survive. There is something I want to talk to you about, actually a couple of things."
"I love when you start conversations like that." He finishes washing up and shuts the water off.
We dry off and make our way back to the bedroom. I sit on the bed, and he stands in front of me. It's very distracting and my mind starts running a million miles a second with things I want to talk about. I decided to start with the easiest one.
"I want to buy the Vancouver house that we are taping in. I've really grown to love it and I can see us enjoying it without a houseful of the crew and production members. How would you feel about purchasing it?"
He bites his lip and smiles. "It is a great house and I can see us entertaining there. How much are they asking?"
I could lie and tell him that I didn't know, or I could be honest with him. We always promised each other honesty and that's the route I went with. "Twenty-One million."
His eyes get huge and he's shaking his head. "That's insane."
I was ready to fight for this house. "You bought Bond Street for fifteen million and that is a small condo in New York. This is a giant house in West Vancouver with waterfront, private beach, privacy gate, and no neighbors for miles."
"Ava, Bond Street isn't a small condo." He grins at me.
"Jax, I really want this house," I tell him.
"Okay. Let's put an offer in."
"Really?" I smile at him.
"Yes. If you want it, let's do it."
I pull him down to me and kiss him. Nothing is better than a morning quickie. When we finish, I rest my head on his chest and look up at him.
Now I tell him the news he won't take so well.
"I asked my lawyer to redraft some documents a couple of months ago and he called last night to let me know it was done. First, I purchased the house in London from my dad, and not only is my name on the title, but I had them add you as well. Same with the LA house. Overnight, you gained two more properties, but it's all been filed confidentially."
His face blushes and his jaw tightens. "I'm supposed to be the provider. This really sucks for my ego." He tells me honestly.
"You do provide. I also added you to all my accounts, credit cards, and banking. Plus, I changed my will and you get everything if something were to happen to me. Please just make sure that Nate is taken care of." I try to keep it light.
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