Mother Nature has me what? Shit! Perfect…so that meant it was definitely not an option now. Sighing, I got out of bed and headed to the kitchen.
The rest of the time on the island went by quickly. We snorkeled, went to the hot springs, hiked around the island, I took her fishing and we spent time at the beach as well as back at the house. We talked a lot about ourselves and also about the college classes she would be signing up for after we returned.
Even though intimate interaction was not planned for the trip, especially with the most recent development of her period, I still couldn’t help fantasizing and hoping something would happen. I wanted her to crack. We’d woken up tangled in each other a few times but always pulled away. Her period was not a deterrent for my dick. He knew what he wanted.
At the end of our final day, we packed our things. Carmen arrived, along with Devan and Bradley, to help close the beach house. They even helped us to the docks with our bags. The boat crew handled it from there. Lilli fell asleep quickly on the couch. Desperate to touch her, I slid next to her on the couch and carefully pulled her to my chest. She stirred but didn't wake up. Wrapping my arms around her, I sighed, completely content.
"Aidan..." I froze thinking I woke her. "Hmm...mmm... Aidan." Her warm breath danced over the base of my neck and she snuggled closer.
She was calling my name in her sleep. A smile spread across my face and my arms tightened a little more around her body, pulling her closer to me. Cracking her may not be as hard as I thought.
Chapter Four
Paybacks are a Bitch
Aidan
The rest of the trip home was quiet but comfortable. We talked and laughed. Lilli had asked about my trip back, but I decided not to go into too much detail about the situation.
In actuality, the truth would cause an argument. The Regalie Company knew that without an heir I would lose the company to the board. They didn't want to be involved in that, so I had to ensure them that an heir was in the works. Hell, I basically told them that their tantrum over the 'conditions' had interrupted the conception of my heir. Lilli would kill me.
Our return to New York meant we would be going to our new home, the Iverson Mansion.
"Holy crap!" Lilli exclaimed as we pulled up to the mansion.
I laughed and she turned to looked at me.
"This isn’t a house, it’s ridiculous!"
"It’s just an oversized house." I laughed hard at the expression on her face.
Once we pulled up to the house and climbed out of the car, I grabbed Lilli’s hand and led her inside.
"Welcome home."
"I’m so gonna get lost. Do you have maps?" Her laugh echoed throughout the house and I was surprised at how much I loved the sound.
"You’ll be fine." Squeezing her hand, "Come on, I’ll show you around," I pulled her behind me.
We walked to the left of the entry. I showed her to the dining room, the breakfast room, and the kitchen.
"The kitchen has a back staircase there." I pointed across the kitchen. "Rachel is the cook and she’s on call during the day. She’ll cook all meals, you just need to keep her up to date with the schedule."
"Schedule?" Lilli looked at me questioningly.
"Yeah," I motioned to the large black book on the counter. "That’s where you mark if we are having guests, etc. She keeps the menu up to date." Shrugging, I looked back to Lilli.
"So, I have to keep track of that?" She cocked her eyebrow.
"I can do it, if you don’t want to." I shrugged again. "Come on. You can meet Rachel tomorrow."
Walking through the atrium at the back of the kitchen, I showed her the pantry with walk in fridge. After those kitchen features, we walked past the kitchen table and up the back staircase.
"On this floor there are six guest rooms and each room has its own bathroom." We reached the other end of the long hallway.
"This is the master suite," I opened the door, "and our bedroom." She stiffened a little.
I didn’t take her all the way through the master bedroom, knowing we would both be there later when our luggage arrived. Instead, I moved on.
"This leads to the third floor" I opened the door and lead her up the stairs.
"I’m am seriously going to get lost," she whined.
I chuckled.
"You won’t. You’ll get used to the place." I tugged her down the hallway, "Okay, up here are two smaller bedrooms which share a bathroom and the music room is at the end of the hallway."
"Music room?" she questioned.
"Yeah, my piano’s in there and some other musical equipment."
"Oh," was her reply.
"Then there is also Rachel’s apartment. She lives here with her son, Alex."
She nodded.
"There’s another apartment over the garage. Jay and his wife, Carole, live there. Jay is, well, I guess people would call him the butler, but he’s more like family." She simply nodded again. "Also, Mrs. White is our maid and she has a helper, Kirsten."
I lead her back down the multiple staircases, returning to the entry way.
"Now, to the right, we have the formal living room."