Free At the Billionaire's Pleasure Christmas Stocking by Millie Morgan

Love means giving someone the power to destroy you, but
trusting that they won’t. Unknown
     
    Moving
around the apartment I ran my fingers gently across the top of the
satin covered sofa. I wasn't even sure if it was satin but it sure
as hell felt that way. Ever since I had moved in with David, I
couldn't help but feel a tad bit uncomfortable. I knew how rich he
was. And it wasn't as though I had never spent time in his
apartment before. But it was 'his' apartment. It wasn't mine.
Everything about the place screamed money and class.
    It made
me terrified to even eat in the apartment in case I spilled
something. The thought had crossed my mind on more than one
occasion that I could eat over the sink if I wanted. But I knew if
I did that then David would instantly know that there was something
wrong.
    I didn't
want him to worry. But I felt so out of place. I didn't belong in
his world. I knew he loved me and that made me the happiest I had
ever been in my life. But I didn't fit in with everything else. I
wasn't perfectly slender, with the ability to fit into any tiny
dress that a designer created. I was the girl that every other
woman sneered at. My hair was never right, or my body was always
the wrong shape. And even though David loved me, that didn't make
all the other issues any easier.
    The
shrill sound of my cell phone cut through my silent contemplation
making me jump. I hurried back to the kitchen and scooped it up off
the counter. David's number was highlighted and it made my heart
flip.
    "Hi." I
said, answering the call.
    "Hello,
gorgeous." The sound of his voice as it growled over the words made
the hairs lift on the back of my neck. It was as though he knew
exactly what to say. I hadn't figured out how he always managed to
do it. But any time I was feeling insecure he was there, his deep
masculine voice whispering the exact words I needed to
hear.
    "What do
you want to do about dinner tonight?"
    His
voice slid across my skin like honey, reminding me of the night he
had done just that... Coating my breasts in honey before licking it
off... The little trail down across my stomach to my...
    I
stopped. Forcing my mind to shut off its rambling. I was already
breathing harder simply thinking about what David had done to me.
He must have realised what had happened because as I cleared my
throat in an attempt to regain control of my mind and body, all I
could hear down the phone was his very male laughter.
    "Do you
want to stay in tonight? We could get takeaway?" I finally managed
to speak. My voice was a little hoarse with desire but not too
much.
    "Sounds
good to me... I'll be finishing up here soon and catching the
flight back." There was a pause on the other end of the line and I
wondered whether he had been cut off. "I missed you,
Carrie."
    Those
four simple words made my heart catch. He missed me. I knew it was
stupid but it made me want to dance around the kitchen in my bare
feet. After everything that had happened between David and me it
was still so new and exciting to hear him tell me how he felt. I
was sure it was something that I would never grow tired
of.
    "I
missed you too..." I shut up immediately in an attempt to keep the
eagerness from my voice. Every magazine I read said I shouldn't be
too available or eager. Personally I found it completely stupid.
When you loved someone how could you be too eager? Was there even
such a thing? But it was an idea so ingrained in me that I still
took the advice.
    David
chuckled again. The sound once more throwing my mind back to a
moment we had shared on the kitchen counter I was currently leaning
against. It made my knees tremble and I felt hot all over. He had
been gone for two nights... It was clearly two nights too
long.
    "I'll
see you very soon, gorgeous." And then he was gone. He never waited
for me to say goodbye. It was something that intrigued me about
him. Why did he never want to hear me say goodbye to him? He didn't
strike me as the superstitious type so that