Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Apparently very good because our first time together as husband and wife happened right there, against the wall, in the exact same spot we first had sex.
I was really enjoying the symmetry of our wedding.
Flushing as Hudson helped me get cleaned and straightened up, I shook my head at him. “Everyone will know where we went and why.”
He shrugged, taking hold of my hand to lead me back out of the suite. “Who cares? Let them know. You know what I know?”
“What?” I asked as he wrapped his arm around me to draw me into his side.
“What we have is fucking beautiful. Not in my life did I ever think I’d love or need or want my wife as much as I love, need, and want you. You’d been unlucky, angel, for a long time, but it never stopped you from taking a gamble on life. You gambled on me when you promised me you’d keep holding on. And you gotta know by now that I’m going to make sure that gamble pays off and pays off good every day for the rest of your life.”
I slid my hand up his chest to caress his cheek. “You should have said that in your vows.”
“No. No one gets that but you.” He kissed me, not having to lower his head since I was wearing my standard five-inch heels. Not surprisingly with how raw our emotions were, the kiss turned hungry.
“Oh for Christ sake.” My brother’s voice interrupted us and we pulled apart to find him standing up ahead with his arms crossed over his chest. He glared at Hudson. “Can you keep your hands off my wee sister long enough to let the photographer take usable photos?”
Hudson smirked, leading us toward Killian. “My wife.”
“Excuse me?”
“My wife.”
Understanding, Killian scowled. “She’s still my wee sister.”
“Not when my tongue is in her mouth,” Hudson replied with no small amount of smugness.
I burst out laughing at Killian’s affronted expression and grabbed his arm to lead the three of us back toward our guests and photographer. “You walked into that one, Kill.”
He harrumphed but his expression softened as he studied me. “You look happy.”
“Bliss,” I replied, beaming.
My brother’s gaze drifted from my face to across the room as we walked back through the double doors to the ceremony/dining room. His dark eyes stopped on Skylar, who turned upon our entrance. She looked stunning in blue. And Killian’s gaze said he thought so, too. As their eyes held, their expressions said a lot more than that.
“Aye,” he murmured and I knew it was in response to what I’d said.
And that made my joy even more joyful, knowing he felt that way about Skylar.
Killian and I may have had it easy financially, but everything else in life that actually mattered was something we’d fought for. Love had not been easy for either of us and we’d both lived with a loneliness that unfortunately our love for one another could never really take away.
Yet here we were with our soul mates and luckier than most people ever got to be.
All because we decided to hold on.
And hold on tight.
Killian let go of me to walk across the room to Skylar, drawing her into his arms as she chatted animatedly with Catie and Kyle. She wrapped hers around his and leaned back into his chest.
I turned into my husband, catching sight of the photographer heading toward us out of the corner of my eyes and grinned up at him as I recalled words he’d said to me when we first discussed the amazing, wondrous connection between us. “Someone needs to discover the formula and bottle this shit so everyone can get a piece of the good life.”
Hudson’s eyes brightened and I knew he remembered when he gave my waist an answering squeeze. “You’re lucky you’re sweet and beautiful, angel, or this next part would be torture.”
Suffice it to say that for such a handsome specimen of man, Hudson did not like getting his photograph taken. We turned as the photographer caught up to us and I murmured so only my husband could hear, “It’ll be over before you know it. Just hold on.”
He turned to me. I knew in that moment I was the only person in the room as he promised, “Always, angel. Always.”
THE END