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Whoever this guy is that Logan and Jasmin have met up with—the one who I caved to and let host a wedding on the estate—has a fuck load of money. There’s even a giant ice sculpture that’s been flown in from Switzerland.
Rose places her head against my chest over where my compass is, her hand reaching up to stroke the bird on my neck. It’s her favorite position. It’s how she sleeps, wrapped in my arms. And she sleeps well now. We both do.
“I know there’s a romantic in there, Dax Silver. One who learns to pilot balloons and tattoos a rose over his heart. One that lets strangers host their wedding here because he heard it was the bride’s dream.”
I smirk as I wrap a hand around her neck and stroke her pulse point. “I think all the sunrise sex is going to your head.”
“I like sunrise sex.” She pouts.
I chuckle against her lips. “And I love making you come every morning. And day. And night. And after balloon rides.”
“Is Logan going to meet us and then drive the balloon back?”
“Yep.”
“The bush on the drive home?” She bites her bottom lip.
I pull her snagged lip free with my thumb and kiss her again. “Yep. And then again when we get home. I can’t fuck you the way I want in the Range Rover.”
“The mirror?” Her eyes light up.
“Yes, Sunbeam. My fuckingfavoritemirror.”
She laughs as I descend on her neck, groaning into her skin as I kiss it and inhale.
Vanilla. Petals.Infinity.
The End.
