Fighting for Love (Second Chances #4)(83)
Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a piece of paper that was folded over and handed it to me. “What’s this?” I asked, opening it up. When I got the paper opened, I saw that it was a picture of the one house I really wanted when Matt and I discussed moving in with each other.
Confused, I narrowed my gaze and looked up at him. “Why are you showing me this?”
Biting his lip, he smiled and tapped his finger on the paper. “This, angel, is our house. I already bought it. It’ll officially be ours next week.”
Averting my gaze back to the picture, I swallowed hard and pressed my lips firmly together. It almost felt like I was in a dream and I would wake up at any moment. “Please tell me this is real,” I whispered.
He lifted my chin with his finger and smiled down at me. “Believe me, angel, it’s real. If you need time to think about all of this that’s fine, but if—”
Immediately, I stopped him with a finger to his lips. “Matt, I don’t need time to think. In my heart I never let you go and I don’t ever plan on it for as long as I live.”
“So is this a yes?” he asked, mumbling the words under my finger with a twinkle in his eyes.
Dropping my finger, I nodded quickly and wrapped my arms around his neck before pressing my lips firmly to his. “Yes,” I answered with all of my heart. “Yes, to all of it.”
Lifting me in his arms, we both laughed together and I squealed as he swung me around in a circle on the pier, probably drawing every bit of attention to us. When he set me back on my feet, I glanced down at the ring and the paper in my hands before lifting my gaze to his.
“All right, so I have the ring and we have the house. When exactly do you want to make this official?” I asked.
“You know, it’s funny you should mention that,” he pointed out slyly. “There was an idea brought to my attention the other day and I really think we should consider it. How about we add another first to our list? That is, if you’re up for an adventure.”
“It sounds intriguing,” I answered curiously. “What exactly would we be doing?”
A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest when he put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in tight as we started down the pier. “I promise to tell you all about it,” he murmured huskily, “but right now I think there’s something else we need to be doing. I might have time to tell you tomorrow.”
“Might? What else do you have to do tomorrow?” I asked incredulously. Surely, he wasn’t going to be spending it away from me now that we were back together, was he?
Stopping us on the pier, he caged me against the rail and pressed his body so close to mine I could feel his cock getting harder with each word he spoke.
“Angel,” he whispered in my ear, “as soon as we get to the beach house I’m going to lay you out on the bed and kiss every single inch of your body … at least fourteen times to make up for the two weeks we spent apart. I’m going to make love to you over and over, all night long, and in every position imaginable. I have a lot of energy built up and I don’t anticipate being done anytime soon. So when I say I might have time tomorrow, I wouldn’t count on it. My tongue’s going to be too busy between your legs and sucking on those sweet nipples of yours to be able to speak. You can wait a few days, right?”
A few days?
Already my underwear was drenched and I had an insatiable throb between my legs. I could definitely wait a few days. With hooded eyes, I bit my bottom lip and gazed up at him, wanting so desperately to wrap my legs around his waist and have him take me on the damn pier.
“I think I can live with that,” I whispered seductively. “And who knows, maybe we can make it a week. We could always aim for another first to add to our list, you know.”
Leaning down, he kissed me on the soft, tender spot behind my ear, making shivers race across my skin even though the summer heat had me burning on the inside.
“Then let’s do it,” he murmured. He slid his hand down my cheek and grazed the side of my breast until he settled it on my hip. “I can’t wait any longer.”
Neither could I.
You are hereby cordially invited to witness the sharing of love and vows between two souls that have finally chosen to come together as one.
SHELBY PAIGE DAWSON
&
MATTHEW ETHAN REYNOLDS
Would love for you to join them as they take this first step together on the beach at sunset on Saturday evening, September the 3rd at six o’clock.
Nags Head, North Carolina
Followed by a reception
The day I never thought would come, finally came, and it was with the man I had loved for most of my life. The end of summer breeze was still salty and warm as it blew across my skin, making my simple yet elegant white dress flow out behind me in soft waves. Knowing I was getting married barefoot on the beach, I chose a silky fabric dress with a square neckline and thin straps that hugged every part of my body except below my waist where the high slit made it billow out.
It was all magical, along with the colorful painted sky from the sunset.
As I waited for the music to start, I gazed down at the bouquet in my hands. Matt and I wanted the two flowers that symbolized our daughter to be the ones at our wedding today. I saw her as a white lily and that was why I always bought them to put at her gravesite, whereas Matt envisioned the pink sunflowers. Everywhere around me her flowers were there.