Chapter 62

Jack Erina smelled like a juicy peach. I wanted to sink my teeth into her, but I held back. Instead, I focused on her soft little hand in mine as I led her out of the front room. I didn’t pause until we got to my new playroom. I pushed the door open and smiled at the electric chair sitting in the middle. She tensed up, refusing to take another step forward. Scowling, I pulled her into the room and shut the door behind us. Maybe Paxton was okay with giving a show, but I didn’t want to. This was my time with my new wife and she didn’t understand just how much she was about to enjoy every second. But she would. “Please,” she whispered, shaking her head, and staring at the chair. “I don’t know if I can do that again.” She trembled, almost biting her lip to the point of bloodying it. I laughed at her. “Bunny,” I scolded, tapping the end of her nose with the pad of my finger. “It’s not for you.” Her nose scrunched up. “What?” Her eyes flicked from the chair and back to me. I loved that confu