Page 89 of Playing Her Hand

“I’ve been ready to get you alone since you said I do,” he says.

“Jacob!” Antonia scolds.

“Sorry,” he replies sheepishly.

We exit the ballroom, and Jake leads me out to the valet area in front of the casino.

“I can’t wait to get you home, Mrs. Westmead.”

“I can’t wait for you to get me there,” I tell him.

We start our honeymoon tomorrow. I have no idea where we’re going, but Jake wanted to plan it and I let him. He said it will be somewhere tropical, where we can be naked all day and have sex until we literally can’t move.His words.And honestly, I can’t wait for the trip. Because I’ll be with my best friend. My husband.

Not ready to be done with the Owning Vegas World? Continue the series with Frankie and Emilio’s story in Corrupting Her Heart.