An Heir for the Dragon

Chapter 8: Wedding Day Wait

They woke up in her bedroom a bit late in the day. She ensured he had his herbal brew before making breakfast for them both. They were both wearing large, white, ultra-soft robes for now until deciding what to do. She prepared some lemon-mint tea and sat next to him at the dining table after they ate.

"Gelek should be in the air by now. Ah. He texted. Yes, his flight left as scheduled. And he gave me the flight number," she nodded on checking her phone. She sent the information to Seonhee to keep her informed. "Now we just need to pass the time to wait for his arrival. What did you want to do?"

"I want you to learn how to drive," he said. Now she rose a brow at him.

"I know the basics. But...it's true I should learn a bit more," she sighed and sipped her mug of tea. "I was thinking of something else, though."

"Hmm?"

"Beach day."

"Oh?"

"There's a few places I know of that are fairly discreet. We should do that today, too, for a couple hours. Maybe just after noon hits. It will also help me to drive there," she chuckled. "I think I have a string bikini..."

"You are not wearing such a thing around the others," he muttered. That got her snickering softly.

"Even if I wear something light over it?"

"No. You'd get stared at too much."

"It would give them a challenge to avert their eyes."

"Ugh..."

"And I doubt any of them would dare to do anything if you're with me. So I wouldn't worry about it."

"What does it look like?" he asked with indecision. She grinned and walked into the bedroom. When she came out in something that looked like tight, bright red strings around her chest and hips, he found himself pursing his lips tightly. "You are not wearing that."

"Why?" she asked in a sultry way. "Some people wear nothing."

He was about to argue with her, but then she turned around to expose her back perfectly. His eyes trailed down to lock on her rump, and he found himself letting out a slow, careful breath of air that he was unconsciously holding in. Then he realized what she was doing when she wiggled her rump. "You are evil."

"You think so?" she snickered.

"Oh, I know so..." he growled, set his mug of tea down and got up to follow her right into the bedroom. After twenty minutes of enjoying each other, he had her back pulled into his chest to cradle her. He heard her sigh, and he squeezed her lightly to talk.

"I'm going to say something a bit selfish of me..." she mumbled. "So, I'm sorry in advance."

"Go ahead," he urged gently.

"I'm...glad...that Yumi is out of your life. Because...I'd likely never have known you like this..." she swallowed. He lost himself in thought and found himself completely agreeing.

"True. So, I'm going to say something now, too. What Dog Catcher did was absolutely disgusting to you. But...if he didn't do what he did...you'd likely be another person and we'd never have met."

"So much truth in that."

"As we both agree that we know things happened that probably never should have, we shall both learn from this and appreciate what we have now."

"I can live with that."

"And you will only wear what you call a 'swimsuit' here in the privacy of our home without anyone else in here," he growled to get her laughing softly.