Page 107 of Malicious Intentions
“I don’t know how in the hell those dumbasses didn’t figure out our relationship this past semester. They must be seriously stupid—” She trails off when she sees the smirk on my face. “I’m not asking.”
“It’s better you don’t. Huntley’s scandal and subsequent disappearance distracted them. They’ll never question it, though. It appears Huntley knew he was on the verge of being caught and fled the country.”
I eye him skeptically. He smirks at me, raising his brows. “Don’t worry, wife. Trent, Ryker, Luca, Zayne, and Jaxson ensured no suspicion will ever be cast our way.”
She sighs, melting against me. “I love our unhinged friends. But I love you the most, Evan Whitmore.”
My heart bangs inside my chest as I lift my wife into my arms, heading for the reception table before our hungry friends riot.
“You’re my forever, bellissima. I love you with every fucking piece of me.”
Her lips meet mine when we reach the table. “Forever.”
“For an eternity.”
