Free Wanting It All: Michael and Sarah by C.M. Steele Page B

ruin what you two have.”
    “Michael, I just feel hurt right now.”
    “David, can you excuse us for a moment?” David bowed his head slightly in agreement and left my office, closing the door on his way out.
    “Sarah, did I not spend all last night making love to you? Leaving my mark on your body as a way of letting you and anyone else know that you belong to me?” She nodded. “Sweetheart, I need you more than you can possibly know, and I wouldn’t do anything to fuck that up.”
    I sat in my chair, taking her into my lap. “This is the item I wanted to give you the other day, but it was that day. I bought it before I came to your apartment the day the bastard almost…Baby, just open it.”
    It was a necklace that had two charms. There was an initial on each. “Michael, it’s beautiful… but it has the wrong initials, mine are SO not SV.”
    “Amore, you need to think, baby. My last name is Vitale. What I was trying to say with this, is that I think of you as my other half. One day, when you are ready, I want you to be my wife. I just wanted to let you know that it is going to happen. You will be my wife.”
    “Michael, I don’t know what to say. This is special, and I almost threw it all away.”
    “Baby, I wouldn’t let you leave, but I can’t blame you for your jealousy. I used her at the party as a buffer, and it backfired on me. She won’t give up, and you think that I am seeing her but I am not. I wasn’t then and I’m not now.”
    I pushed her hair to the side, kissing her neck. I whispered, “I love you, Sarah, so unbelievably much. The thought of not being with you hurts. Hell, I threatened my best friend since college for hugging and protecting you just because you two knew each other. He thinks you are hot as fuck. He’s right, but that doesn’t mean I want him to show his appreciation.”
    “Michael, when I saw you texting at the club, all I thought was that David’s friend has a cute butt and his body looks like my boss’s. My mind went to all the fantasies I had and what I wanted you to do to me, but I thought you didn’t want me.”
    “I have wanted you from the first time I saw you. I wanted to take you away from Jason and carry you off to Sicily, but then again, that would be a bad idea. There are way too many good looking and flirtatious Sicilians.”
    “I love you, Michael Vitale,” she said with a laugh and a shake of her head.
    “I love you, Sarah. Now I hate to be an ass and kick you out, but David wants to talk to me.”
    “No, that’s perfect. I have some work to do. My boss is a slave driver.” I swatted her ass as she tried to get away from me.
    “God, my dear, you have no idea how bad I want you, please send Mr. Montgomery in.”
    “Yes, sir,” she replied with a bite of her lip.           
    “Just wait until we get home.” I smiled at her with lecherous intent.
    “Yes, sir.” This time she gave me a huge eager grin.
    She sashayed her hips as she strutted out the office, fucking brat. I had to adjust myself. I watched her walk up to David, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
    She hugged him, so I walked up on them, but this time my jealousy wasn’t as strong. Granted, it would never go away. Any man that wasn’t related putting his hands on what was mine might be on the receiving end of an ass whooping.
    “Really, I am getting tired of you trying to grope my woman. Miss Owen, don’t you have some work to do?”
    “Grrrr, you are lucky I think my boss is sexy.” She huffed away and back to her desk. Damn, her ass was sexy as fuck.
    I led David back to my office and David closed the door.
    “Before you jump down my throat, let me say something. I know you have had issues with trust and shit, but I have been nothing but your friend for the last decade. I would never intentionally hurt you. At the club, I didn’t know that little Sarah, the one I knew as a teenager, happened to be your tormentor. I hadn’t seen her since their