“I had the perfect day planned,” I explained.
She tilted her head to side and examined my face. “Today has been wonderful, Will,” she said with a genuine smile.
I shook my head and snorted. “Today has been a series of clusterfucks. But the biggest one was my own stupid ideas of what this day should be.”
She lifted her brow but waited for me to continue without comment.
Sighing, I took her hands in mine, my thumbs brushing lightly over the backs. “I wanted to sweep you off your feet. To make this day the perfect fairy-tale proposal.”
Aurora gasped softly. “Proposal?” I nodded, and we stood there in silence for a few moments. My heart was pounding so hard, I wondered if she could hear it. The look in her eyes shifted, and when she started to say something, I had a sense of where she was going and cut her off with a quick, hard kiss.
“Just listen, okay?” She contemplated my request briefly before nodding. “I should have known better. I should have listened to my heart, the part of me that truly knows you, instead of my head.”
I drew her hands up to my mouth and placed a soft kiss on each one before continuing. “I was being a fucking idiot, baby. I should have realized that the only thing you wanted was sincerity, and all this bullshit I had planned were just shallow gestures.”
“It was sweet—” She tried to interject but stopped when I frowned at her. Her eyes rolled so hard I was surprised they didn’t get stuck in the back of her head. She inclined her head in a gesture that encouraged me to continue.
“It was ridiculous. So let me try this again. The right way.” Slowly, I lowered myself down onto one knee and stared up into the gorgeous face of the woman I wanted to spend eternity with. The woman I couldn’t live without.
“Aurora, you own me, heart, body, and soul. You are everything I hoped for in my life, but so much more than I could have ever imagined. I knew the moment we met that you were the one for me. You were meant to be mine. To be the love of my life, my wife, the mother of my children, the person I grow old with. The one I argue with, the one I burn up the sheets making up with”—I grinned when she blushed bright red—“the only one I’ll ever want.”
Tears gathered in her eyes and slipped down her cheeks, but I didn’t worry because she was beaming down at me, happiness shining from her eyes.
“Will you marry me, Aurora?” Before she could answer, I added one more thing. “Just to be clear, baby. We are getting married. This is just a gesture to show you how much I love you.”
Aurora rolled her eyes to the ceiling and grumbled, “It was so perfect right up until you let the caveman out.”
I shrugged, unrepentant. I wanted to make this romantic for her, but I also needed her to know that there was only one outcome. We were getting married. Period.
She chuckled before returning her gaze to mine, her eyes sparkling with love and joy. “Yes. I’ll marry you.”
I surged to my feet and lifted her into my arms, spinning her around before pressing her into the wall once again and kissing her deeply.
A sniffle broke the silence, and we both pulled back to look at each other with surprise. I glanced around the small space when we heard it again.
“That was so beautiful.” The voice from the intercom piped up. Another sniffle and a sigh, then he spoke again. “We fixed the problem; would you two still like to ascend to the top or come back down?”
Aurora and I locked eyes for a moment, then the tension broke, and we dissolved into laughter. After a minute, I yanked her back into my arms and sealed my mouth over hers once again. We were interrupted by the clearing of a throat. “Since there are cameras in the elevators”—he emphasized the word cameras—"seems like we should bring you back to the ground floor so you can find some—um—privacy.”
My stare was locked with Aurora’s, and I grinned devilishly. “You’re quite right. We need to get home so I can make love to my fiancée.”
Aurora blushed bright red, and the voice on the intercom coughed awkwardly.
I drew her in close just as the elevator began to move again, taking us down to the ground floor. “I love you, baby. I can’t wait to marry you,” I whispered.
Her face softened, and she melted into me. “I love you too, Will.” She glanced down, and when her eyes lifted back up, they were shining and open, completely honest. “I’ll marry you whenever and wherever you want. I just want to be your wife.”
Even though I knew I’d never take away her dream of being married in The Chapel of Dreams, it was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to me, and I crushed her to me, kissing her with everything I had in me.
Neither of us noticed when the doors slid open and all the people outside broke into applause.
Epilogue
Aurora
“Wake up, sleepyhead. You don’t want to miss this.” Running my fingers through Will’s blond hair, I waited for his green eyes to pop open.
“Miss what?” he grumbled, his strong arms wrapping around my waist to pull my body on top of his.
“History in the making.” I wiggled the small pink box I was holding in front of his face. “For the first time in our relationship, I want you to watch me pee.”
He rolled off the mattress, swept me up into his arms, and whooped, “Hell, yeah!”
I giggled as he carried me into the bathroom, gently setting me down near the toilet. Snagging the box from my hand, he ripped it open and yanked the cap of the little white stick. “Here you go, beautiful.”
“Thanks,” I whispered, heat filling my cheeks as I kept my eyes on his while I did my business. It was a little awkward, but I wanted my gorgeous husband to be with me during every step of my pregnancy just as much as he wanted to be a part of the entire process.
“It’s going to be positive,” he murmured into my ear after I’d washed my hands. His arms were wrapped around my body, his hands resting over my lower belly as we both stared down at the test.
I was barely a day late, but I had a feeling he was right. There had been something extra special when we had made love on our wedding night—more than just because it was our first time as husband and wife. I couldn’t help but think about it when my period didn’t come right on time two weeks later. I’d run out and bought the test between meetings and had barely been able to keep it a secret last night. But I’d really wanted to surprise Will with it this morning.
“You’re right. I’m pregnant,” I cried, tears streaming down my face as Pregnant 2-3 popped up on the indicator screen. “And I’m pretty sure you knocked me up on our wedding night since it says I’m two to three weeks along.”
“It looks like I put all that practice leading up to the wedding to good use.” He turned me in his arms and flashed me a smug grin.
“All that practice?” I echoed, shaking my head and laughing. “It only took me two months to pull together the perfect wedding when it would’ve taken anyone else at least a year.”
“Because you’re a fucking miracle worker.” His gaze dropped to my stomach and filled with awe. “In everything you do.”
I rose on my toes and brushed my lips over his. “Maybe, but I didn’t do this on my own. This little miracle is as much your doing as it is mine.”
“We should celebrate our success.” He lifted me in his arms and carried me back over to the mattress, setting me down gently. Then he stripped out of his boxers, placing a soft kiss on my belly before dropping down next to me. Pulling me close, he tugged my nightgown off my body and proceeded to kiss every inch of skin he uncovered. I was already a writhing mess of need when he reached my breasts. I felt the flick of his tongue against my nipple all the way to my core.
“Will,” I whimpered, digging my fingers into his scalp.
“Do you need more, beautiful?” he purred.
“Yes,” I gasped as he trailed his fingers down my body to plunge two of them into my pussy.
“So damn wet,” he growled, lowering his head to flick his tongue against my clit. �
��And so fucking delicious.”
He pulled his fingers from my body and started to fuck me with his tongue. It didn’t take long for him to push me over the edge, and he licked me through my orgasm. As soon as my pussy stopped spasming, he rose on his knees and settled between my legs. “I love you, baby. So fucking much.”
“I know you do, but show me how much anyway,” I urged.
He slammed all the way into me with one powerful thrust, and groaned, “Your pussy feels perfect. Hotter than ever.”
“Uh-huh,” I grunted as he pounded into me, circling my legs around his waist to hold on tight. It didn’t take long before I felt another orgasm building, and my pussy clenched around his hard length.
“That’s right, beautiful. I need you to come for me right now because I’m already so fucking close.”
I dug my fingers into his shoulders, my head thrown back as I cried out his name when he drove into me over and over again. When I flew over the edge again, he sank deep and came with me.
When our panting eased, Will rolled onto his back and pulled me close. Cuddling against his chest, I murmured, “If I wasn’t already pregnant, I would be now.”
“We had a lot to celebrate.” His hand drifted up and down my back. “Plus, it’s not like we need to quit practicing just because you’re pregnant.”
“Good point. We can keep practicing for next time.” I tilted my head back and grinned up at him. “I do have three siblings, after all.”
Epilogue
Will
A knock on my office door elicited a snarl from my chest as I tore my lips away from my wife and shouted, “Go away!”
Aurora giggled and shifted in my lap, leaning back when I attempted to go back to kissing her. “That’s not very professional.”
“Who the hell cares?” I captured her mouth once again before being interrupted by another knock. Frowning, I glared at the door, willing the ground to open up and swallow the person outside.
“Will, your next appointment is here,” Chad said with a sigh.
“I don’t have any more appointments today,” I snapped.
Chad sighed again, long and loud, making sure it was very clear how annoyed he was. “I added it to your schedule last night. And if you would have put your…long lunch, on the calendar, I wouldn’t have booked it at one o’clock.”
Aurora yelped and jumped up; dancing away before I could get a grip on her waist and pull her back down. “Baby, get your sexy little ass back here,” I growled.
She shook her head as she slipped on her shoes and rebuttoned her blouse. “I’ve got a wedding in an hour, Will.” My lips turned down in a pout, making her laugh. “I’ll make it up to you tonight.” I perked up at her promise, which prompted her to throw back her head and belly laugh. Then she darted over for a quick kiss before sashaying to the door and swinging it open.
Chad was waiting in the hall with his hands on his hips and a mulish expression on his face. But when he spotted Aurora, he blushed and stammered out a soft hello. I rolled my eyes at how he practically turned into an adolescent schoolboy around my wife. It was harmless, but the best way to break him out of the daze was to give him shit about it. “Put your tongue back in your mouth and stop staring at my wife, Chad.”
His gaze jumped to me, and he glared before spinning around and huffing off, muttering something about unappreciative assholes.
Aurora giggled behind her hand, not wanting Chad to hear and have his feelings hurt. She was much sweeter than me. I didn’t give a fuck and laughed right out loud. She shook her head but blew me a kiss before sailing out of my office.
Barely two minutes later, a short, curvy woman with tan skin, almond-shaped brown eyes, and long curly, black hair stepped into my office. Her expression was a mixture of shellshock and steady determination.
“How can I help you, Miss…?” I let the question hang and gestured toward one of the chairs in front of my desk.
She moved forward and sunk down onto one. “Addilyn Cole—”
“Dawson. Addilyn Dawson.” Knox’s deep voice interrupted her as he barreled into my office. His expression was thunderous, and when he looked at me, his eyes held a warning and threat of murder.
A lesser man might have shrunk back in fear, but I wasn’t afraid of Knox’s bluster. A smirk formed on my lips. Oh, this was going to be good.
“I need an annulment,” Addilyn announced, staring straight at me and ignoring Knox altogether.
“Over my dead body, baby,” Knox growled.
“Damn, how the tables have turned…” I drawled, my smirk now a full-blown grin.
Knox had shifted his focus to the woman who was apparently his wife. When he heard me, however, I was once again being silently threatened with manslaughter. “Shut the fuck up, Will,” he snarled. Then he stomped over to Addilyn and scooped her up into his arms. “We won’t be needing your services.” He marched out of the room carrying a flailing, objecting woman. She punched him in the shoulder but ended up yelping and cradling her hand against her chest. “Put me down, you big brute!”
Once he was gone, I was surprised to see Aurora rush back into my office with an incredulous expression on her beautiful face. “Did I just see what I think I did?” she asked before dissolving into laughter.
“Looks like your brother has fallen victim to what he called, ‘love at first sight bullshit.’ And she seems like a feisty one.” I rubbed my hands together with glee. “I think we should get some popcorn for this.”
Aurora laughed and shook her head with an exasperated smile directed at me. “You should have more sympathy. You’ve been there.”
I shot off a quick text, then stood and prowled over to my wife. “And, that’s exactly why I’m going to enjoy this. Watching him chase her. Seeing him taken down by that tiny slip of a woman.” She harrumphed as I circled my arms around her. “But then, they’ll work things out and find the same bliss I’ve found with you.”
Aurora smiled dreamily and melted into my embrace. I lowered my head and took her lips in a deep, passion-filled kiss. Just as it always did when my wife was around—or even when I just thought about her—my body came alive, and I felt desperate to be inside her.
Never breaking our connection, I backed her up just enough to shut my office door and flip the lock. “Wedding,” she mumbled.
“After,” I groaned as I placed soft, wet kisses down the column of her throat. My hands journeyed down to grab her ass and yank her body flush against mine. I lifted her up to bring her tits at just the right height for me to wrap my lips around one of her nipples. She moaned and arched her back. They were extra sensitive from her pregnancy hormones, and I took full advantage of it. I rocked my pelvis into her, and she shuddered.
“Yes…” she whimpered. I took that as permission to keep going and padded over to the couch.
It was a good thing I’d sent a text asking her sisters to cover for her because she never would have made it on time. When I finally let her leave, she looked freshly fucked and thoroughly satisfied. I watched her ass sway as she left, and like always, I sent up a prayer of thanks that she’d said, “I do.”
Extra Epilogue
Will
“Why the fuck is my wife crying?” I yelled as I stomped into Aurora’s office, glaring at her sister. I made a beeline for my woman and scooped her out of her office chair, took her seat, settling her in my lap so I could check her for signs of injury.
“Will, I’m fine. S-s-seriously,” she tried to assure me before dissolving into tears once more. I was panicking. I looked over to her sisters to demand an explanation, but they’d disappeared. Smart.
“Baby, what’s wrong? Tell me so I can fix it,” I begged. “I can’t handle your tears.”
“The wedding. It was s-so b-beautiful.” She wiped her eyes and sniffed, then reached for a tissue from the box on her desktop.
I scratched my head and sat in silence for a minute, trying to comprehend. “You’re crying because of a wedding?” Weddings wer
e Aurora’s life. I couldn’t remember a time when she’d cried over one, except ours. Teary-eyed maybe, but full-on sobbing? No, something was wrong.
“I’m sorry. I’m just so emotional lately,” Aurora apologized, her lips curling down. “I burst into tears during the ceremony and had to come back to my office. It was so unprofessional.”
I grasped her chin and directed her face toward mine. “Baby, tell me what’s wrong. You don’t cry at weddings.”
“I cried at our wedding,” she defended with a pout.
One corner of my mouth tipped up because her indignation was fucking adorable. “That’s because the fact that you were marrying the man of your dreams overwhelmed you,” I replied with a wink.
She rolled her eyes, but a smile played at her lips. “Maybe.”
I laughed and kissed her lightly, but it quickly escalated, turning into a deep claiming of her mouth. I lifted her hips and repositioned her so she was straddling my lap. Her skirt bunched up as she came down on top of me, and the heat from her pussy cocooned my rock hard cock.
Four years and two kids later, I still turned to steel whenever I even thought about my gorgeous wife. Aurora moaned and wiggled her sexy ass, eliciting a groan from deep in my chest.
“I need you,” she demanded after ripping her mouth away. Her hands tackled my belt buckle, but I stayed them by shackling her wrists with a firm hold.
“The door isn’t locked, baby.”
Aurora huffed and jumped off of my lap before I could make a grab for her. Then she pointed at me as she hurried to her office door and flipped the lock. “You. Get your cock out.” I nearly laughed at how serious she looked as she commanded me. It was cute, but it was also hot as fuck, and I immediately did as I was told.
I’d barely freed myself when she was climbing onto my lap again. As she swung her leg over, I caught a glimpse of her wet, pink pussy, and I realized she’d ditched the panties on her way back to me.
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