Her eyes shine. “You’dbetter.”
Heather calls out to us. “Come on, guys. The wedding party is about to beintroduced.”
I thread my fingers through Joey’s. “We’ll figure out the specifics. Ipromise.”
She smiles, and it nearly knocks me on my ass. After feeling like I’ve been stumbling in the dark for so long, loving Joey is like living in the sunlight. I know where I’m headed. I know what I want. And I know who I want itwith.
After Ethan and Tori dance, each couple joins them, and I pull Joey into my arms as Ed Sheeran’sPerfectplays from thespeakers.
We stare into each other’s eyes, and I commit the vision of this beautiful woman to memory. “This is so much fucking better than prom.” Though I’m still kicking myself forthat.
A tender smile tilts her lips as she runs her hands up my lapels to the back of my neck. “I love you, Logan. I’ve loved you as long as I can remember, and that’s probably why this scared me so badly. Thank you for your notes, for sharing your heart withme.”
I pull her against me, forgetting to dance or sway or that we’re in the middle of the dance floor. “You mean the whole fucking world to me, Jo. I’m never gonna give you another reason to doubt meagain.”
After several slow dances where I push the boundaries of decency with my gorgeous girlfriend in her sexy dress, I throw up a prayer of thanks for the dim lights, dark shadows, and packed dancefloor.
A few hours later, as the festivities are wrapping up, Ethan smacks me on the back. “Thanks for watching my kids,brother.”
“Starting tomorrow,right?”
He smirks, knowing full well what I have planned tonight. “They’ll be home at six tomorrow. That enough time for…things?”
Mentally, I tally how much sex Joey and I can squeeze in before I get bombarded with children. Thank God the grandparents are pitching in to watch the kids untilthen.
“Things. Yes. Lots and lots ofthings.” A guy can hope, right? I give him a bro hug. “Have fun on your honeymoon. I’d say don’t get into trouble, but ya already got a bun in the oven, slugger,so…”
We bothlaugh.
My smile grows as I watch Ethan swagger toward his wife and scoop her in his arms. He’s got the rightidea.
It’s time to get mygirl.
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Logan
I’ve gotmy arm wrapped around Joey’s shoulders as we climb the stairs of the B&B, and I’m envisioning all of the dirty things I plan to do to her when it hitsme.
My girlfriend just suffered a concussion. We can’t fuck like animals all nightlong.
With a regretful sigh, I let go of her to unlock the door. Jo and I might not be able to screw like bunnies, but at least she can get somerest.
“What’s wrong?” Joey asks as we slip into oursuite.
I flip on the light next to the bed. “Nothing.”
She lifts an eyebrow, and Ilaugh.
Pulling her close, I place a chaste kiss on her lips and shrug off my tux. “Just thought you might be exhausted after the long day we had. You should probably get some rest.” I run my hands through my hair. “It was probably presumptuous of me to book us a room. I can get another one if you want someprivacy.”
No, I’m not making this awkward oranything.
A frown tugs her eyebrows close. “So you don’t want to get naked and have make-upsex?”
A wall of relief washes over me that she wants to be with me tonight. Even if we only cuddle or do some near-naked spooning, I’m just happy as hell to have herback.
I drag my thumb across her plump bottom lip. “Do we need to have make-upsex?”
