A Warrior Wedding (The Protectors #7)(49)

As soon as he made his way to her, she bent to pick up her shoes. His eyes automatically went to her ass which was cupped beautifully in her pale blue summer dress that fit her body perfectly. She straightened without the shoes and turned around, a small smile blooming across her lips.

“Hi.” She smoothed her dress, her eyes never leaving his.

“You look beautiful.” Jax’s voice was deep with a rough edge.

“Awe, thank you.” She gave him a once over. “And you are very handsome in a tux, Jax Wheeler.”

Jax cursed himself for being so awkward, his hand fidgeting in the pocket of his slacks as he stared at her. “Dance with me.”

“I thought you’d never ask.” Caroline’s voice turned husky, making his desire for her soar.

Instead of taking her where others were slow dancing, he pulled her in his arms and danced her into the shadows. Her softness against his hardness was almost more than he could stand. Sloan’s scent still lingered on her, his alpha side reared its ugly head. “You and Sloan have a thing going?” he asked a little more harshly than he intended.

“Sloan?” Caroline moved her head off his chest to stare up at him. “No. I mean he’s very handsome, but...”

Anger consumed him. “It’s a yes or no question, Caroline.”

“Oh, then no.” Caroline touched the corner of his mouth gently. “You really shouldn’t frown so much, Jax.”

“Then don’t tell me you find other men handsome,” Jax replied, surprised the words came out of his mouth. What the f*ck was wrong with him? He knew exactly what was wrong with him and he was holding her in his arms.

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CHAPTER 21

Jill finally found a minute to sit down and glared at the pack of crackers sitting on the table. With a huff she grabbed one while her eyes roamed. Spotting Slade talking to Jax and Caroline, she looked back at her cracker.

“Let me have one of those.” Adam sat down grabbing a cracker and glared at it.

“To us.” Jill held up her cracker for a toast.

Adam chuckled, tapping her cracker with his. “To us.”

They both took a bite and chewed. “Mmmmm.” Jill tried to sound like the cracker was the best thing she’d ever eaten, but her face of disgust said otherwise.

“It tastes like ass,” Adam grumbled, tossing the cracker down on the table.

“Don’t know what ass tastes like, but thanks for making the only food I can eat less appetizing.” Jill threw the cracker aside.

“Sorry,” Adam said with a sheepish grin. “Thanks, Jill. What you’ve done means so much to all of us.”

“Don’t thank me, Adam.” Jill sighed with a happy smile. “It’s what I wanted to do. This is my family and sharing this with you all has been awesome.”

Adam nodded, but kept silent.

“Can I ask you a personal question?” This was going to be awkward as hell, but she needed to know before tonight.

“You can ask me anything, Jill. You know that.” Adam closed his eyes leaning his head back. “Shoot.”

“Did Slade tell you not to...you know...” Jill cringed in embarrassment. “...with Angelina tonight?”

Adam opened one eye to peek over at her. “Have sex?”

Jill only nodded, knowing her face flushed bright red.

“Hell no.” Adam shut his eye. “And if he did, I’d laugh in his face and tell him to go...you know what...himself.”

“So you and Angelina have been—”

“Yes, Jill,” Adam interrupted her. “Now, how about we stop taking about this. I didn’t know when you said personal question it meant that.”

“What did you think I meant?” Jill asked, curling her bare toes in the cool grass, enjoying the feel.

“I don’t know.” Adam sighed. “Something like...have I been having a hard time pissing since I’ve been sick.” Again he peeked at her with one eye.

“Oh.” Jill frowned. “Have you?”

Adam sat up. “Yeah, but I think I’m dehydrated.”

“You need to tell Slade,” Jill demanded.

“I will after tonight,” Adam promised then chuckled. “We sure get ourselves in some messes, don’t we? Here we are on our wedding night talking about having a hard time pissing.”

Jill slapped her hand over her mouth and soon they were laughing so hard they couldn’t breathe. At the same time, they took deep breaths through their noses and sighed.

“Damn, that food smells so f*cking good.” Adam took one more deep breath.

“I know,” Jill agreed, wanting to pinch her nose closed so she couldn’t smell it anymore. “Are you scared, Adam?”

Adam wouldn’t meet her gaze; instead, he stood and kissed her on top of the head before walking away.

With her stomach cramping painfully, Jill stood, ignoring it the best she could. Strong arms wrapped around her from behind.

“You ready, Mrs. Buchanan?” Slade’s voice whispered in her ear.

“Ready for what?” She leaned into him, savoring his strength and loving her new name.

“You’re not the only one with surprises.” Slade kissed the side of her neck. “Let’s say our goodbyes.”