A Thief's Kiss

44| Kisses

Chapter 44: Kisses (Alexander's POV)

"Is the door locked?" she chuckled. 

I rushed to the door, locking it with a click before running back to Aria. I think both my head and my body were spinning a little out of control. I grabbed her throat, hard enough but not too hard, and pulled her closer, smashing my lips on hers. 

She let out a short laugh when we pulled back to catch our breaths and then we resumed. "Aren't mom and dad downstairs?" she asked. 

I smiled, kissing her harder. 

She smiled against my lips, kissing me back. 

"They're leaving in ten minutes," I mumbled between kisses. "They're going for evening tea and dinner tonight." 

"So we'll be all alone in this huge palace all by ourselves? Until late night?" 

I pulled back, looking at her, slightly surprised. 

"I didn't insinuate anything when I asked you that," she laughed. 

"Of course you did," I smirked. "But to answer your question, yes. We will be all alone." 

"And they're leaving in ten minutes?" 

I nodded. 

"Then we can wait for ten minutes." 

"What?" I whined, my eyes following her as she walked to the door and unlocked it. 

"I feel awkward knowing that they're downstairs and we'd be up here..." she trailed off with a small shrug, sitting back down. 

"Okay," I shrugged, pecking her lips. 

She smiled against my lips before pulling away. "You're giving a lot of kisses today," she chuckled. 

"I'm showering you with kisses today," I corrected. 

"Yes, indeed you are. How come?" 

"I told you I loved you without embarrassing myself, we're taking one step forward in our relationship and finally doing what we were meant to do on our wedding night, you love me back. Everything is going perfectly. Why wouldn't I shower you with kisses?" I arched a brow at her. 

"So you're not even a little mad about what happened last night?" she questioned hesitantly. 

I sighed, "I am. But not at you, at Adrian. The point is, I don't want to waste time on this great day talking about something as pathetic as him and his sister. When we see them next time, I'll handle him," I nodded.

"You'll confront him about it?" she said, cringing. 

I nodded again. "And don't ask me not to, Aria." 

"No, I won't. I wasn't going to. You have every right to be fuming as my husband. It makes sense." 

Thank god she agrees. I was worried she'd try stopping me and we'd come to a disagreement which would cause us to argue brutally and become a bump in the road. Luckily, that won't be happening. 

"Can I ask you something?" I want to change the topic to something much more positive. 

She nodded. 

"How many kids do you want?" 

"No more than two," she answered.

"A boy and a girl?" 

"Yes," she said slowly. "Why are you asking?" 

"I'm just curious," I shrugged. "I was hoping we'd want the same thing."