Illusions

33. closer

Roman's POV

2 weeks later...

"Thank god I got that over with," Amira says as she slumps on the couch, "I'm glad everything is behind me now."

I sit down next to her and put an arm around her shoulders.

"You did great, my love."

"You would've said that even if I didn't."

I chuckle because she's right. 

"Are you alright?"

She nods and brings me closer.

After she took a week off from life, Amira launched herself back into her job, attending events and fittings for an upcoming show. Today she talked to the police about what happened with James; they have enough evidence to put him away for a long time, thank fuck. Now we can move on with our lives and hopefully, she'll move in with me.

"I'll go get ready for dinner." 

She quickly gets up and goes to my guest room, now her closet. Her outfit for tonight is a mystery, but she told me to wear a red tie, so I have some ideas. Since I still have a couple of hours to kill, I open my laptop, respond to work emails, and approve plans for the next week. 

Once my eyes start to hurt and the screen turns blurry, I decide to go get ready and find Edward steaming my tux. 

"Almost done sir," he nods, "feeling nervous?"

"What gave it away?"

He stares at my feet.

"You have two different socks on," he chuckles, "it's very unlike you."

I look down and groan.

"Just focus on the steamer, Edward."

He laughs and continues, leaving me to twiddle my thumbs. 

"All set, sir."

He leaves and I get dressed, taking my time to make everything neat and smooth. Then I spray on cologne, put on rings and a chain, and fix my hair the way she likes it.

"Roman!"

My heart races at her voice and I walk to her in a trance. I get to the door and knock, and when she opens the door, I almost crumble.

I'll never deserve her.

Her hair's loose curls, frame her face, and her dress makes her look ethereal; it hugs her body perfectly and has a slit revealing her smooth, tanned legs. Her fucking lips are cherry red, and it makes me want to take her in here, right now, but fuck I have to wait, just a little longer.

"Roman?"

I nod mindlessly.

"Can you zip me up?"

It takes everything in me not to rip this dress off of her and fuck her from behind. 

I shut the door behind me and she turns around so I can zip her up. Moving her hair to the side, I pull the zipper up as quickly as possible and turn her back around to see her again.

"You're beautiful," I mumble, staring down at her, "that isn't even enough to describe you, Amira, I can't believe you're mine."

A blush coats her cheeks and neck, and she smiles at me.

"You look handsome too, Roman."

"Can I kiss you?"

She shakes her head.

"I just put this lipstick on," she pouts, "you can kiss my neck or something if you want."

I grab her ass and kiss her neck, breathing in her vanilla perfume and her. After confirming that I left a mark, I move back and inspect my work.