Adrenaline (Speed Series Book 2)(84)

She frowned and I braced for her to lay into me. “Well he did, so whoever you were paying did a shitty job tracking him. Did I mention Elizabeth punched him?”

“Wait, you’re not mad at me?”

Paislie let out a snicker. “Why in the world would I be mad at you? I think it’s sweet you were looking out for me like that. You’ll never know what it felt like to hear his voice when I was moments away from walking down the aisle.”

“I swear to you, Paislie, I’ll never let him near you again.”

Her smile was soft and sweet. “I appreciate you wanting to protect me, but I’ve handled my father my whole life. There was one moment I was caught off guard and that moment was today. It will never happen again.”

I shook my head. “What if he keeps trying to get money from you? I mean, if he tried to bribe you today, who’s to say he won’t try again.”

“Oh he will; I’m sure of it. I’m guessing he is already trying to sell the story of how you married a poor girl from Dallas whose father was a drug addict and dumped her off at an orphanage.”

Anger built up in my veins as I balled my fists together thinking about how her father would do something like that to her. Paislie placed her hand on my arm and gave me a gentle squeeze. “Malcolm, I’m not ashamed of where I come from. It made me who I am today. I have nothing to hide so I don’t care what he tries to do. As long as I know you’ll be by my side, there isn’t anything I can’t handle.”

Her soft expression left me breathless. Paislie was the strongest, most forgiving woman I’d ever met. “Do you know how amazing you are?” I asked as I put my hand around her neck and pulled her closer to me.

“I think you may have to show me.”

A low growl came from the back of my throat. “Baby, if I showed you your hair would be a mess, your dress wrinkled and you’d have my cum running down your leg as we greeted our guest at our reception.”

With wide eyes, Paislie moved about in her seat. The desire I felt for her was uncontrollable.

“I’m willing to take the risk.” Leaning over closer to me, she whispered, “Besides, I’m not wearing any panties.”

My mouth snapped shut and my cock throbbed. “You want to kill me before our wedding night?”

Opening her mouth, she bit down on her finger and slowly nodded her head before saying, “I just want a preview . . . that’s all.”

My eyes looked over to the driver. “Phil, we need to make a quick stop before we head to the reception.”

Nodding his head, he asked, “Where to, sir?”

“It’s my wedding day and my wife wants a preview.”

Peeking over to Paislie, her face flushed.

“The Ritz please, Phil.”

“Yes, sir.”

The damn console separating us was driving me insane as I pictured Paislie soaking wet under that dress.

“The Ritz-Carlton, sir. Shall I . . . um . . . wait?”

The doorman opened the door and helped Paislie out as she dropped her bouquet in the seat.

“Yes, we won’t be long.”

With a naughty smile, Paislie pressed her lips together as I grabbed her hand and lead her into the lobby. People smiled at us as we passed them by, each one congratulating us.

“Hello! Are you staying with us for your honeymoon?” the young blonde at the check in desk asked.

“No, I just need a room.”

Her smile faded some as her eyes glanced back and forth between us. “Oh, okay. Only for tonight?”

With a smile and a wink, I replied, “For about an hour.”

With wide eyes, she typed on her keyboard as Paislie pinched my arm.

“I’ll just need an I.D. and credit card, please.”

I handed her both as I peeked at Paislie who was taking the lobby in. I knew she wasn’t used to this life style, but I wanted to spoil her every chance I got.

“Here ya go, Mr. Wallace. You’re on the fourth floor, room four twenty. I hope you both enjoy . . . well . . . ah . . . I mean um . . . I hope you enjoy your stay with us.”

Taking the card keys from her hand, I pulled Paislie closer to me. “Trust me, we’re going to enjoy ourselves.”

The young girl blushed as Paislie slapped me on the chest. “Malcolm!”

It didn’t take me long to get us in the elevator and up to our room. When the door opened, I swept Paislie up into my arms and carried her into the room.

“Wow, it’s beautiful in here,” she gushed.

If she thought this was beautiful, wait until she saw the cabin I rented in Colorado for our honeymoon. Adaline had picked Paislie’s brain for me about some of the places she had always wanted to visit. Colorado was one of them. She had dreamed of renting a cabin and doing nothing but relaxing and reading. I was about to make her wish come true with a two-week stay at a rustic log cabin outside of Winter Park.

Paislie walked up to the window and looked out over the city. She looked so damn beautiful, I almost hated to touch her.

My lips gently moved across her neck as she let out a soft moan. When my hands came up to unbutton her gown, goose bumps raised on her skin. I loved how my touch affected her.

“Malcolm.”

The sound of my name off her lips had my nerve endings tingling. I needed to feel her up against me.