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Chapter Twenty
“We’re having a wedding.” Taylor rolled to his side and gave Allison a look that she knew meant he wasn’t sure he liked the idea.
She kissed him on the lips and smiled. “Looks like it. It will be simple, just us and the judge.”
“And the entire Hamilton clan.”
“You didn’t really think your aunt would let you just get married at the courthouse, now did you?”
Allison loved his pensive look. He was such an amazing partner in life already. In actuality, she didn’t need to be married to know Taylor would be beside her forever, but he was of the belief a couple should be married. Who was she to argue with a hunky man like him?
“You won’t have to do a thing but show up,” Allison murmured between kisses to his lips and jaw and then trailing her tongue down his neck.
“It will be casual. You can wear jeans and a green shirt.”
“Green?”
“Yep, our wedding theme is green.”
“Theme?” He cleared his throat, but then made a happy grunting sound when her hand traveled past his flat stomach.
“Oh, and we’ll have cake, too.”
There was a sharp inhale of breath when she finally took him in hand.
“Cake?” His voice deepened.
“Lots and lots of cake,” Allison purred as she slipped under the covers.
“I like wedding planning.” Taylor threaded his fingers through her curls.
Luke opened theback door to let their two dogs out. He watched as they scampered all over the back area as if discovering it for the first time. Leah came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his slender waist. She leaned her head against his broad back, loving the feel of him. “Are you upset we didn’t have a wedding?”
“I don’t like weddings. So nope, not in the least.” He pulled her around and tipped her face up to him. At six foot five, she always had to tip her head up to look him in the eye. “How about you, Leah? Are you mad I insisted on getting married at the court?”
“I would’ve married you in an airplane bathroom,” she replied, sliding her hands up and down his back. “I just wanted you to be all mine.”
The corners of his mouth twitched. It wasn’t in Luke’s nature to smile and a rarity that he laughed. She loved it, however, when there was a playful twinkle in his eyes and she looked forward to those moments between them.
He looked out through the open doorway. “I want my brother to be happy. He isn’t.”
“He’ll have to figure it out himself, Luke. You can’t take care of this for Tobias.”
He nodded, brows knitted. “Yeah, I know.”
“Want a glass of wine?” She pulled away and went to the kitchen counter where they kept wine glasses. “Or a beer?”
“Nope.” He whistled and the little dogs hurried back inside. “I want you to do something.”
Leah narrowed her eyes. “Like what?”
“Remember that time when you took advantage of me?”
Immediately, the picture was clear as day. Leah had been bold and had unzipped his pants, taken him into her mouth and not relented until he’d come.
Her breathing hitched. “Yeah, I might remember something.”
“I think about it all the time.” He signaled for the dogs to go to their little crates and they scampered away.
“Come here, Leah.”
She wanted to banter a bit more but, already, heat pooled and she wasn’t going to be able to hold out long. She licked her lips. “You taste better than wine.”
A visible bulge formed behind his zipped jeans and he slid a hand down the front. “Do you know what I want?”
“Yeah, now it’s getting clearer,” Leah said, following his movements. She went to him and unbuttoned his jeans. “I’m going to need you to cooperate fully, Mr. Hamilton.”
