The occurring tapping of delicate fingers against Jennifer’s knee drew Aeron’s gaze for a moment and he felt his brows pucker at how frustrated she seemed. Thinking it better to leave her to peace for a few moments, the toned man weaved the car easily through the other vehicles whilst attempting to ignore the incessant classical music that never ceased to irritate him with its calm which Aeron could simply never draw from. Drowning eyes fixed on the road as they drove off of the highway and paused at a red light. The male’s hand instantly went to his wife’s, stilling her tapping fingers as he caught her gaze and soft smile. Exhaling slowly with a little bit of exasperation, Aeron glanced away then back at Jennifer. He hardly wanted to think of the coming events. The only thing that had kept him sane was the lack of contemplating the matter, yet all of a sudden the idea of establishing rules was rather appealing. Inclining his head, the brute draped his arm over the back of her seat as they awaited the green light.<br/><br/>Manoeuvring the car with one hand on the steering wheel, changing only to shift gears as they progressed into a more rural area, he spoke in his familiar deep tenor, hoping it offered her so comfort in its warmth. “What sort of rules?” He asked, twining his fingers with hers suddenly. What if she found another male more attractive than he? After the play they had had in the shower, Aeron’s body was less ignited with fury, his blood cooling against her touch so that he had not dwelled on his forebodings for a time. Now they all rushed back. Steering the vehicle to the left, the lake house came into sight, large and rich. The man parked the car next to another and looked at his captivating woman, praying they would not regret this.<br/>