Chapter 31. Art Room

Julia

I am taken aback by Braxton’s generous gift. I can’t believe the trouble he’s gone to in order to create this art room for me. Never in my life has anyone cared enough about me to give me something like this, and even if this is the one and only time I ever get to use it, I will never forget this night for the rest of my life. It is just another reminder that this man is special in every single way.

It’s been so long since I’ve painted anything, I was nervous to show Braxton my work, but I amazed myself, and it all came back to me, as if I have been painting every day for the last two years. When he admired my work, I couldn’t contain myself. He seemed to really and truly like what I’d painted.

And now, he is kissing me, and his arms are around me, and I’ve forgotten all about the paintings, and the art room, and everything but him.

His lips are on my neck, his teeth nipping as he sucks my skin. His hand slides up the bottom of my top,