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I ran down to the boutique five minutes after opening in my dress and house slippers, and took about ten minutes to find something. I had to guess at the size, but since it wasn’t going to be his forever ring, I wasn’t too stressed.

He had a shit ton of flowers delivered to the room, along with more champagne and chocolates. Everyone else was buzzing around, filled with excitement while I was trying to remember how to breathe. I was waiting for someone to tell me this was bonkers, to talk some sense into me, but none of them did. I guess he’d won them over on his little boat ride the day before.

Even on my walk to the beach where the ceremony was being held, I kept expecting something to happen, but I made it there with no mishaps. There were cameras going off with each step I took, and I knew it was more than the photographer I’d hired with the wedding package.

He looked hot as hell in a tux as he waited for me on the beach where our vows were being held. He’d taken care of the license, as he said, and everything went as smoothly as possible for something that had only been in the works so last minute.

What I wasn’t expecting was his family to be there. I knew who they were when I walked down the aisle and saw them sitting on what was supposed to be the groom’s side, and for some reason, that made the whole thing more real.

Like he’d told his mother and father and grandparents, even his siblings were there. No one was frowning or seemed upset, which I guess is a good sign. I don’t remember saying my vows or hearing his, but I do recall him slipping that boulder on my finger.

I’m human, a female one at that, so I would be lying if I didn’t say that I couldn’t wait to show it off. It was a dazzling emerald cut with two baguette diamonds on the side which I would estimate to be at least ten carats. I’m gonna have to get my whole ass insured to walk around with this thing.

The kiss, shit, forget the ring. Who the hell kisses someone like that in front of other people? He fooled me at first by teasing my lips with a soft touch, then that fool wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me in close, and those lips were no longer teasing.

I don’t think I breathed once, not even when he lifted his head and smirked down at me. “I bet you can’t do that again.” Only the officiant heard my dare, and I’m sure the poor man wished he could be anywhere but here when my new husband took the challenge and tried to swallow my face.

“For heaven’s sake, Garrett, unhand that young lady at once.”

“No dice, grandma.” He smiled against my lips as he answered her. When he lifted his head, I realized why he had such a tight grip on my waist; I couldn’t feel my feet.

It took a while for the haze to clear, and once it did, I found myself surrounded. He introduced me to his family, who all seemed nice, but what would I know? I couldn’t hold a thought in my head, and I think the bastard knew.

He kept touching me. If his hand wasn’t around my waist, his fingers were gripping my nape lightly, or his hand was hanging off my hip, resting in the small of my back, or right on top of my ass. He had all the damn moves.

He was attentive, sweet, and just a damn handful altogether. Every time I gave him a warning look, he’d just laugh and move around the room like I was playing. He knew what he was doing and probably everyone else in the damn room because my satin bra was not enough to hide the pinpoints of my nipples that stayed hard since that damn kiss.

He could have no idea, but I was planning his takedown the whole night. All while his parents and two sets of grandparents were playing getting to know you, I was plotting how to bring their son and grandson to his knees. Bastard!

Only my family recognized the signs and tried to head me off, but it was too late. “Okay, what did he do?” My brothers cornered me under the guise of toasting me in between picture taking. “He challenged me at the altar.”

“How? We didn’t see that.”

“Never you mind, Brian, this is a fight for a woman.” The three of them looked at each other as if trying to understand what the hell I was talking about like I was going to spell it out for them. And then it was time for the first dance. All of Me came piping through the speakers. I know for damn sure that was not the song I had chosen.

“Why do you have such a murderous aura, my love?”

“Don’t try to get on my good side.”

“Only you would think me telling you that you have a murderous aura is trying to get on your good side.” See, he’s laughing at me again.

Fine, you wanna play, buddy? In a room with your grandparents and mine? It’s on. I lowered my lashes over my eyes until they were nothing more than slits, bit into my lip, then moved my hips in closer to his and put my hand on his neck.

As soon as his dick got hard, I started to pull away. “Oops, this is not appropriate.”

“Don’t you dare move, or I’ll kiss you again right here and walk away. Let’s see who’ll be crawling across the floor then.”

“Hmm, looks like we’re at an impasse here.” I waved the tip of my tongue at him, and his jaw grew tight.

“You are going to regret teasing me like this. Don’t forget, your family will be here one more day. How will you explain the fact that you can’t walk the day after your wedding?”

“Bring it! Fucking…. Bring … It.” He smiled that smile that makes my insides quiver. Oh shit! He tricked me.

“Go away, I’m not talking to you. Go over there.” I’ve been running from his ass all night. I don’t know what plans he has, but I know mine are nowhere near close. This man has made it his mission to keep me in a state of perpetual heat. When he wasn’t touching me, he was whispering nasty shit in my ear.

Look at him, watch, “What do you want, Garrett?”

“You mean right now, or…”

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