"So, you like it here?" I watched the water wash over her bare feet as we walked along the beach. Our first day in paradise was coming to an end and I asked Cas to take a walk with me. There were so many things I wanted to say to her, but for some reason I couldn't seem to string the words together.
She squeezed my hand tight. "This is the most beautiful place I've ever been to. I wish we never had to leave here." I knew exactly what she meant. The breeze felt great and with each step we took, the warm sand shifted beneath our feet. There were no cell phones, or others around to annoy us. It really was perfect and I don't think she stopped smiling since we arrived.
"Well, I don't know about never, but a week will do wonders for your tan." I slid my arm around her waist and pulled her against me. "I've got you all to myself now and I want to do my best to make certain you have a good time for your birthday week."
"My birthday was yesterday, not today Jared."
"No! Fuck that! You had a shitty birthday. So, just this once you get a redo. If I have anything to say about it, you will get to celebrate it every day this week. We'll just pretend everyday is your birthday, okay. You know what that means?"
Laying her head against my chest, she snickered. "No, what does that mean?"
"It means hot birthday sex daily, and you get to call the shots. We can do anything or go anywhere you want to. All you have to do is ask and I'll make it happen. I'll just be your slave for the week." She instantly pulled free of the hold I had on her and spun in the sand. I had her full attention now.
"Mmm sex slave?"
I gave her the side eye, but I think she was serious. "Come on Cas, you know that will never happen."
"I think it would be fun to be the boss for a change. What, are you chicken? You wouldn't do that for me, even on my birthday?" Batting her lashes at me, she used my favorite weapon, a pouty face.
"It's not your birthday." I was quick to point out.
"Uh, you just said I was owed a redo, remember? So, yes, it is my birthday."
Pointing my finger at her, I frowned. "That's not fair. It's a known fact that I am the dominant one in the relationship. I don't just hand over control, not to anyone."
Folding her arms, she lost the smirk and softened her expression. "Even if I promise to be nice? Come on, just for an hour. Can you do that?"
"One hour?" Well, that wasn't so bad. I might be able to deal for an hour.
"Yes, just live a little. You never know, you might like it." She said with a sexy wink.
"Fine, one hour."
"Really?" She inquired, unable to stop grinning. "Get the fuck out, Jared Leto will be my submissive!"
"Not so loud, I have a reputation to protect! Besides, it's only for sixty minutes, sweetie." I laughed, knowing that I could never really hand over complete control for very long. "And FYI, this doesn't include things like making me run naked along the beach or anything crazy like that."
"Yeah, yeah. So, does this hour begin right now?" She didn't even laugh at my joke and I immediately started to feel a little uncomfortable. Shit, what did I just get myself into?
"Yes, ma'am, it does." I took her hand and lead her back down the beach. Shockingly, she didn't answer me right away. I glanced over at her and smiled at the fact that she appeared to be in deep thought.
"Good!" Stopping directly in front of me, she folded her arms. "First, I'm going to ask you a question and you have to answer it honestly. Do you understand?"
I shifted my eyes to the waves rolling in. "Yeah, okay."
"Last night when we had dinner with my parents, you stated that you love me. Is that true?"
"I did say that, didn't I?" I bit his bottom lip and shifted in place. "Alright. Yes, it's true."
