“I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride.”
Ethan took my face in his hands and said, “It would be my pleasure.” He kissed me slow and sweet, just like a husband should kiss his wife. Then he leaned me down and kissed me hard and seductively, just like a husband should kiss his wife.
We couldn’t be apart for more than two seconds the rest of the night. We knew we had the rest of our lives to spend together, but we were like magnets, our guests would have to pry us from each other to get a moment with us individually. Finally, they realized it was a lost cause, so they let us be in our own little world.
While we danced to “What You Give,” I whispered to him, “I can’t wait to show you what I’m wearing under this dress.”
“Tell me.” His eyes were hungry.
I raised my eyebrows teasingly.
“Please,” he begged.
I smiled. “Your favorite outfit from Victoria’s Secret, only in white.”
He threw his head back. “Mmm. I’ll be putty in your hands.”
“We should’ve tried to refrain from sex for longer than two days before our wedding,” I told him. Then we both laughed hysterically. Our original plan was to go sex-free for two weeks before, so it would be special on our wedding night. Well, that turned into ten days, then one week, then five days, finally we decided it was special every time, so it didn’t matter.
As soon as the last guest left, we grabbed a bottle of champagne and headed for the house. Ethan picked me up, carried me over the threshold, and took me straight to my spot on the counter. Lucky was excited to see us and jumped around playfully with Ethan as he tried to pour two glasses of champagne. I laughed as Ethan coaxed him out to his huge fenced-in yard with a treat.
We held up our glasses and Ethan made a toast. “To my wife, the love of my life, my everything.” We clinked our glasses. Ethan took a swallow of his, and I gulped mine down in an instant. “Why, Mrs. Lockwood, are you in a hurry for something?” He always teased me about my lack of patience.
“Well, yes, Mr. Lockwood, I am.” I’m sure he was expecting a dirty little something like I’d normally have said, but I surprised him. “My someday finally got here, and I’m anxious to start my happily ever after.” His face turned soft and he set his champagne down. He picked me up off the counter and carried me to our bed, never taking his eyes off mine.
We made love until the sun came up. It was the most amazing night of our lives and the beginning to what turned out to be a very happily ever after.
Acknowledgements
Again, thank you to all the amazing women at Limitless Publishing. Jennifer, Jessica, Dixie and Olivia, you’ve all worked hard for me and I appreciate it. Toni Rakestraw, my editor, I’m thankful to have had the opportunity to work with you on my first three books. I’ve learned so much from you and it’s been a pleasure.
Thank you to my fans! Every message and review I’ve received from you has touched me in one way or another. I’m still awed by the fact that you enjoy reading the words I write. I could never express what it has meant to me to feel the love and acceptance you’ve shown me and my work. Thank you so much!!
Cheri, Patti, Bonnie, and Robin, thank you for your unwavering support and encouragement every Thursday at tea. Mom, you’re the rock that holds our family together and the most important relationship of my life, thank you. Steve, Hunter, and Madison, thank you for everything.
Writing this series has changed me. It’s been a journey of self-discovery, acceptance and forgiveness. Thank you for sharing it with me.
About the Author
Desiree Wilder was born in South Dakota and grew up in a small town where she thrived in school and developed a love for reading and writing. Her younger days were filled hanging out with her older brother and younger sister riding bikes, playing board games and watching General Hospital. As a teen she became less interested in learning academics and became more interested in learning how to get into mischief without getting caught.
As an adult, Desiree loves cooking, shopping, reading, concert-going, camping and spending time with her crazy yet supportive family. She’d rather take the dirt road and crank up some eighty’s rock or some good ‘ol Hank Jr. than the paved fast track.
Just recently she started writing and something inside her came alive. It fulfilled her and unexpectedly took over what had become a robotic daily routine. She is a hopeless romantic and believes in love at first sight. Nowadays you can catch her doing ‘research’ for her next book at a concert or getting inspired for her next leading man in the romantic comedy section!
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