The Billionaire's Healing (5 page)

“
Don't
you look happy,” I joked.

“
Happy
and in love. What more could a man want?”

My
heart swooned for him.

I
went to the bathroom to grab a towel, allowing him to lay in his
bliss until I returned to clean him off. “How about that
shower?” I offered, and his smile broadened.

Garret's
hands washed over me affectionately under the water of the shower
head. My heart was so full of love for him that I thought it might
burst from my chest. I felt like a whole new woman, reborn from my
love for him. He had changed me so completely, healed me of my hatred
for my body.

That
night I slept better than I had in ages, wrapped up in his warm
embrace. It was amazing to know he belonged to me completely, and I
belonged to him.

The
next morning, we slept in. Garret had taken the day off from being
super multibillionaire CEO to ensure I got the pampering he thought I
deserved. We got manicures, pedicures, facials, haircuts, and then
went to the mall for a bit of shopping. I had to giggle at the fact
that the day seemed just as much about him as it did about me,
considering he got all of the same treatments. Madly in love, we
walked hand in hand with ear to ear grins, savoring life. I never
felt more alive than when I was with him.

“
Can
we take a quick break?” Garret asked as we walked towards the
mall exit. It seemed a strange request since we were on our way out,
but I didn't argue, setting my bags down before taking a seat on one
of the benches that were scattered throughout the mall.

Unexpectedly,
Garret knelt in front of me, taking a small black box out of his
pocket. The world stood still as I watched him open it, the
glittering of a diamond flashing out to greet me.

“
Mia
Harrison, will you marry me?” His voice was honest and sincere.

My
heart had stopped beating, and I had to remind myself to breath.
After my last nasty divorce, I had made a promise to myself that I
would never marry again. Garret and I had only been together for two
months, and here he was, kneeling before me, asking me to break my
self-made vow. Did I want him for all eternity? The answer was yes,
but I was just so afraid and uncertain. My lips moved but no sound
came out, and I wasn't even sure what I had said.

People
had stopped to watch us, anxiously awaiting my answer as if it
actually mattered to them. Why did he have to turn this into a
spectator event? I wasn't good with stuff like this.

“
I'll
think about it,” was the only thing that would leave my lips.

His
disappointment was apparent, and he sighed, dragging himself up onto
the bench beside me. The crowd dispersed, and I felt a sense of
relief wash over me, though it didn't last long. Things were now
tense and awkward between us, the mood spoiled.

“
I'm
sorry, Garret. This is all so sudden.”

“
I
had a feeling you wouldn't say yes. But at least it's not a no.”

“
I
just need some time to think about it.”

“
Alright.
Well, that's that then.” He pulled himself to his feet. “Are
you ready to go?”

“
Yes.”
I allowed Garret to help me up. We walked hand and hand to the car,
though the energy that had initially been there was gone now.

The
ride back to my apartment was frustratingly quiet. When he dropped me
off, I thanked him for the wonderful day. Garret was so upset that he
didn't even want to come inside. It was understandable, but still, it
somehow hurt to know he didn't want to be around me while I thought
over his proposition.

I
cried myself to sleep that night, worrying about losing Garret if the
answer did end up being no. The truth was that I wasn't ready to
marry again, and wasn't sure if I ever would be. Besides, two months
wasn't long enough to really get to know someone.

Now
that I had gotten over my self-esteem issues, there were other dark
desires creeping up—desires I wasn't sure he would be able to
satisfy. Most men couldn't handle the kind of sex I was really into.
It was another reason for my long time abstinence before Garret.

He
was a good man though, and I likely would never find better. Young,
rich, attractive, sweet, smart, and funny. What more could a girl
want? I would be stupid to let him go. And I was almost certain that
if I said no, I would lose him forever.

In
the end, I decided that my answer would be conditional. Garret had
only thought that I bared it all to him before. I would ease him into
my eclectic tastes slowly. After all, he had been patient with me,
training me to love my body again. Now it would be my turn to train
him. Though his training would be a lot more intense.

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Billionaire's Challenge

The
Billionaire's Healing