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“I was never his to lose.”

“Fair enough,” he murmured, kissing me again as I started on his buttons. “Either way, I’ll never stop being grateful to him for calling it off.”

“Neither will I,” I admitted quietly. “If he didn’t, I was going to, though. He just beat me to the punch.”

“Good to know.”

“I’m serious.”

“I know.” Ryan turned to sit down on the bed, pulling me with him as he lay back. “We were meant to end up together, Mags. Daniel will find the person who’s right for him too. Eventually. Let’s just hope he’s bought himself some time to do it.”

“I hope so,” I whispered as I finally pushed the two sides of his shirt apart. “He deserves that.”

“Agreed.” He wound his fingers into my hair and gently pulled my head down toward him. “Now can we please stop talking about the guy you almost married so I can make love to my wife?”

I giggled and pressed a hot, hard kiss to his lips. “I can honestly say that there is nothing else I would rather do, and no one I would rather do it with.”

CHAPTER 49

RYAN

Maggie sank down on me bare, with absolutely nothing between us, and I felt my eyes roll back in my head, my entire being sinking into absolute bliss. “Fuck, Mrs. Thayer. I thought the almost dying was done for today, but this might kill me too.”

She looked down at me with love mingling with the heat in those hazel eyes, her cheeks flushed and sweat dotting her forehead. “Don’t you dare, husband. You’re going to live a long, healthy life with me. There’s no getting out of it now.”

I chuckled, but the sound came out husky. “Trust me, I’m exactly where I want to be.”

She smiled, tucking her hair behind her ears before she bent over, her hard nipples brushing against my chest when she kissed me again. I ran my hands up her sides to her chest, cupping her breasts in my palms and groaning when she started moving.

At this rate, I was going to explode within seconds. It would be the most disappointing wedding night any bride had ever had, but shit. Five minutes ago, she’d told me she’d been on the pill for a long time. Something about hormonal regulation, but my brain had stopped functioning as soon as she’d told me we didn’t need a condom.

It still hadn’t come back online.

On the other hand, I could feel her muscles contracting around my shaft, her own movements becoming jerkier and more urgent along with my own. I pinched one of her nipples. She moaned loudly and kissed me harder as she dialed up the pace.

I thrust up into her from below, already halfway lost just remembering she was my wife now. Honestly, I couldn’t believe it, but I was the luckiest fucking man alive.

“I love you,” I whispered between kisses. “I’ve told you that, right?”

She smiled against my lips. “You have, but tell me again.”

“I love you.”

“And I love you.”

We moved together, kissing and whispering to each other until neither of us could hold back anymore. When I finally felt her let go, I didn’t even try to fight it, smacking headfirst into an orgasm and coming so hard, even my gums were numb in the aftermath.

I kept my arms around her, though. There was no way I was letting go. As I tucked her against my side and rolled into her, I kissed her forehead, her eyes, and her nose. A strange, deep sort of emotion rose up and clogged my throat.

For just a second, I thought I might even start bawling my fucking eyes out, but instead, I breathed through it, still holding her as we both drifted off to sleep. No matter what the future held, I would fight tooth and nail for this girl, and for us, and for our right to have done what we did.

It was probably going to be an uphill battle, considering we’d be going up against her very own father and mine would be making an appearance again soon, but I was determined to love her for the rest of my life, and I would protect her from absolutely everyone.

When I woke up, the first thing I realized was that I had no regrets about the fact that I’d accidentally acquired a wife yesterday. The paperwork was going to be a problem, but I’d sort that out when we got back to the city.

Maggie’s father, however, couldn’t wait that long. Lazily stroking my fingers along the length of her bare arm draped over my chest, I considered leaving him to wait until later too, but I had to face him, and the sooner I did, the sooner I could focus on the only person I actually wanted to pay attention to right now—Maggie.

Reluctant to leave her so soon, I stayed in bed for a while longer, just marveling over everything that had happened yesterday and thanking my lucky stars it had all worked out the way it had. When the sun had finally risen high enough to wash the whole room in warm, golden light, I finally forced my naked ass out of bed and showered.