Madam Momus and Her Dirty Diaries.

Chapter 19 - The Ultimatum

[Wesley's POV]

I was surrounded by three chattering women but I couldn't concentrate on a thing they were saying, because River had just walked into the ballroom.

I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was in a spaghetti strap red mermaid gown, with a neckline that plunged to the bottom of her breast bone. The dress showed off her breast mounds, just enough to tease onlookers. River had a body that had to be engineered by God himself. The dress followed her hourglass frame and shifted ever so slightly across her hips and thighs every time she took a step. She was taller than the average woman so she stood out, I knew for a fact I wasn't the only one gawking. It comforted me that I had been the only one allowed to touch. Just looking at her I was thinking of a million ways to get her out of that dress.

It was like the crowd around us had dimmed into greyscale lighting and she shone amongst them in bright red.

She held Gemma in her hands and stopped to allow townsfolk to fuss over how big the little girl had gotten. Gemma loved being the center of attention and basked in it whenever people fussed over her. River was like her assistant. Did River want kids? She had never mentioned it before, or rather they had never spoken about it. Did I want kids?

Then River walked over to Silas' mother to hand Gemma over. The minute her hands were free some guy in an ill-fitted suit walked up to her.

I don't know what he said but she threw her head back and laughed. I took a deep breath, as jealously rolled over me. He took her hand and kissed it and then she said something and walked away. River always chose to see the best in people, she probably thought men were being polite when really they were flirting with her.

Her eyes locked with mine and I could swear she blushed. It made my chest swell knowing I had that effect on her. She then took a turn and headed to where Lucy was handing out pamphlets. Her back was now turned to me, and fuck what a view it was.

Her curly hair was pulled to the top of her head, giving everyone a full view of her back and shapely ass. I watched patiently until Lucy excused herself and walked away leaving River alone.

"Excuse me ladies," I said pushing through the barricade of women in front of me. As I approached her I had to stop myself from running a finger up the dent in her spine.

I put one hand on her hip, partially blocking the view of her backside to anyone watching, and whispered in her ear.

"Hi." 

She didn't jump. It was so easy to sneak up and frighten River but with me, she didn't. Not anymore. It's like her body knew I was approaching. My heart raced at the thought of her feeling unconsciously safe around me.

"Hi." She whispered back, her eyes nervously fluttered around the room as a smile spread across her face. She always thought someone was watching us.

"How long do we have to be here?" My thumb was drawing lazy circles on her hip. She brushed my hand away and turned to me.

"Behave. Half the town is here." She warned me but I could see didn't want to behave. Even in heels she still had to look up at me with those big brown eyes. Brown eyes were just brown eyes until you fell in love with a pair.

Yeah, fuck it I was in love. With her. Her brown eyes. The shy smile she was giving me right now.

"I don't give a shit." I didn't, I was keeping this on the low for her. If it were up to me everyone here would know I was fucking her on the regular. Maybe then half these men would stop looking at her like some prize. She was with me.

She bit her lip and watched her hand come up my chest. I could tell she was contemplating throwing all caution to the wind. Her hand travelled to the back of my neck and she used her nails the lightly scratch the area, pulling me closer to her. I heard myself moan.