Page 63 of Dirty Disaster

“Hell yes!” I pick her up and spin her as the crowd screams and howls in ourhonor.

Lex smashes a dozen kisses over my face before pulling back. “Make it small and quick before I change my mind.” She gives a littlewink.

Low jumps in. “No way! Not until I get back from my honeymoon. This is one wedding I’m not going tomiss.”

“Fine,” Lex says without taking her sparkling eyes off mine. The joy she’s exuding is palpable. “Strudel will be the ringbearer.”

“Done,” I say before landing my lips to hers—to my fiancée’s. Lex and I kiss through the next six songs as the reception rages around us. Low leaned in and whispered that we couldn’t have given her and Levi a better wedding gift—but asked us politely not to beat them to the fun part of the night right here on the dance floor. I think that was code forget aroom.

At the end of the night, not long after Low and Levi take off for Key Largo, Lex and I take off, each with a piña colada in hand, and we head out into the night—as serendipity would have it, getting caught in therain.

We make love at midnight—long after midnight, until we greet thesun.

Lex is the love that I’ve looked for all my life, and now that I have her in my heart again, in my bed, there is noescape.

Lex is mine, and I am hers—forever.

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