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He glared at me and then straightened the lapels on his suit jacket. “I feel plenty of things.”
“Yeah, we know. ‘Matthias, harder.’” Dean snickered before he met his brother’s narrowed eyes. He coughed. “Sorry, Mav.”
Jackson huffed out a laugh. “Let’s get married, sweetheart.”
Maverick nodded, and they turned to face the justice of the peace, their hands linked together and love blooming happily in the air.
***
After the wedding, we stood around for an endless number of photographers. Most of the grooms, some of the band, the groomsman, wedding party, and Jackson’s parents. When we finally arrived at the reception, all I could think about was food. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast and that had only been a donut. We were all seated around a giant round table in the middle of the room, laughing and talking while we enjoyed our meal. I couldn’t help but scarf down the rolls like my life depended on it.
“Hungry?” Tommy teased, his dark eyes dancing with something I couldn’t put my finger on.
I finished chewing before I answered. “What do you think?”
“I have something you could eat.” His voice was husky.
My hand froze midair as I reached for another roll. “Tommy.” I nearly moaned out his name when he smirked. Only all our attention turned back to the two grooms when Maverick huffed angrily.
“You said I could.” The huge smile that Maverick had been sporting since he said ‘I do’ disappeared when he pouted at his husband and folded his arms over his chest.
Jackson shook his head. “I never said any such thing, Mavs. You told me you wanted to burn down your parents’ house. You’re not doing that on our wedding day.”
“Why not?” Maverick played with the boutonniere that was pinned against his husband’s tuxedo jacket. “It could be your wedding gift to me. The flames would be all romantic and shit.”
Jackson raised his hand to trace the gold septum ring in Maverick’s nose before he tipped his head back. “Maybe I already have a gift for you. Something much better than arson.”
“Here we go.” Killian rolled his eyes, but he broke into a smile when Maverick slapped his arm. “It’s sex, right? Your gift to him? Loud, kinky sex?”
Jackson shrugged. “Could be. Or maybe it’s jewelry. Or something sexy for my husband to wear for me later.”
Maverick’s mouth formed a perfect circle, but when he went to speak again, Jackson placed a finger over his lips and then kissed him like his life depended on. Camera flashes went off, and I felt Tommy’s hand on my thigh. He winked when I met his heated gaze.
Dean leaned into Beau; their hands clasped together on his leg. “I could do it for you. Maybe as my gift or just because our parents are assholes. Anyone have a lighter?”
“No, you will not,” Beau growled.
Dean’s pupils dilated. He tugged Dean’s arm and then we all watched with fascination as our guitar player climbed up into the hockey player’s lap without a care in the world.
I’ll take “Things I Never Thought I would See” for six hundred, please, Alex.
“You’re such a dad,” Wyatt commented and hooted with laughter when his teammate—and possibly something more—Asher Andrews, wiggled his brows suggestively. “Am I wrong?”
Beau shrugged. “Not really.”
Dean sank his teeth into his bottom lip. “No, you’re not wrong.” He flashed a shy smile around the table at everyone. “It’s kind of hot how alpha daddy he can be.”
“Blech, gross.” Killian wrinkled his nose and made like he was going to throw up.
Matthias bumped his shoulder. “You can be my hot alpha daddy any time, baby.”
Killian swore under his breath and then he broke into a giant smile, deep dimples appearing on his cheeks. “Are our obligations done? Can we leave?” He barked out a laugh when Maverick threw a napkin at him.
“When it’s over. Jax and I haven’t even danced yet or had cake,” he reminded him.
Tommy’s hand slid up my thigh as he leaned toward me. “Mm, you going to dance with me, Bug? Press your hot body against me?” His lips brushed my ear. He was frisky tonight, and I was here for it.
“Yes.” My cock twitched in my briefs.
