Billionaires wife-Risk it all (book 1)

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"i guess i'll sleep out here since you don't know to go home" i shook me head and stood up. "you've slept with me before. for gods sake, you've seen me naked" i pull him up and off the couch, and into his bedroom. "i'm still here. i'm the same person, i just can't remember right now but i'm sure it'll come back."

and with that, i gave him a kiss. if i was his fiancé, then that means i've kissed him before. so it shouldn't be weird, right?

he nodded and sighed. "you can sleep in my old t-shirt if you like. i don't have any pants" he looked around in the drawers. "how did we used to sleep?" it came out as a whisper, almost as if i was scared to ask. he shut the drawer and handed me an old t shirt of his.

"naked. just underwear." i took a deep breathe and thought about what i would say next. "ok.lets sleep like that" i handed him the shirt and pulled my shirt over my head. "are-are you sure?" i nod and strip to my underwear. "a good way to make me remember, is doing things like they used too."

he nodded and took off his shirt. "shit. now i know those magazine covers aren't fake." he let out a laugh, and i crawled onto the soft, black bed. i sat up and looked down at my stomach.

there was stitches on the bottom side, and was circled by a dark, yellow bruise color. "that's where you got shot." i look up to see johnny looking down at me. i sighed and laid on my back as johnny also got on the bed. he turned off the light, and it became dead silent.

"johnny?" "hm?" "is harry really dead?" i looked over at him and saw a nod. rolling onto my side, i looked out his balcony doors. even though we were on the second floor, i could see all the lights below.

i smiled when i heard johnny groan in a way, "johnny?" "yes?" "you know you can touch me. i want everything to go back to normal" i heard his breathing stop, and everything again fell silent. "oh, no! i meant like, cuddling"

he let out a chuckled and i felt him move close behind me. he had is front touching my back, and his arm over my waist. "did we do this every night?" he pulled me closer and kissed my shoulder. "yeah. you always said you liked to be cuddled." i smiled at how well he really did know me.

i turn around on my other side and look at him. i touch the side of his face, and bring mine down to kiss him. our lips move in sync, and i now know he knows how i kiss. "i've never seen you want to kiss me that much before" he smiled and pulled away.

"how long have we been together?" he brushed the hair out of my face a sighed. "about 4 months." my eyes widen. i didn't know what i was expecting, but it wasn't that. "do you have a picture of us?" he nodded and grabbed his phone off the bedside table. he unlocked it and went to his albums. he scrolled up a few, until he clicked on a picture of me and him at a store.

"that was probably the first month we dated" he slid over to one that had him kissing me in the same area. i smile and study my face. i looked happy. "but this has to be my favorite," he smirked and slid over a couple till he stopped on a picture of someone on their hands and knees, with their face shoved into the mattress and hands tied behind their back.

i let out a gasp and studied the hand that was on one of the ass cheeks. "is that me?" he nodded and pointed at the hand. "and that's me. that was the, second? i think, time we had sex" he swiped to see a picture of me making a funny face at him.

then the last one he showed, made me feel the saddest i've ever felt. it was a picture of me in a bridesmaid dress, clung to johnny's side. "this was at daisy's wedding. you were the made of honor. believe it or not, that's when and where you proposed to me"

"i proposed to you?" he shrugged and turned off his phone. "we were fucking in one of the rooms, and you said you really liked the wedding and said that was a proposal. i happily agreed." that made me frown a little. no ring? no big gesture? just that?

"i will be proposing properly though." i smile once more and cuddled back into his arms before falling asleep.