Love Thy Neighbor (Friend-Zoned)(84)

I whisper hoarsely, “What are we celebrating?”

My heart skips a beat and I almost faint in shock when he falls to one knee before me. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a blue velvet ring box. I cover my mouth and burst into tears. He opens the box and the most beautiful antique white gold, diamond and emerald ring sits there. With a grin, he announces, “We’re getting married, baby.”

***

Eight hours later…

“Do you take this sassy lady,” Elvis reads the piece of paper in his hand before continuing, “Natalie Kovac, to be your lawful wedded wife, my man?”

Ash chuckles at him before looking me in the eye and smiling his new happy smile, “Hell yes.”

Elvis turns to me and asks, “Do you, sassy lady, take this hip cat,” He checks the paper again before continuing, “Asher Collins, to be your main man and husband?”

Smiling like the fool I am, holding my fifteen dollar bunch of plastic flowers, I bounce on the spot and almost shriek, “Yeah!”

Elvis smirks and mutters, “Well, alright. By the power vested in me by the state of Nevada, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss your-”

But I don’t wait for him to finish, I run and jump into Asher’s waiting arms and kiss him hard, moaning all the while. I’m on such a high which is almost unbelievable because this morning I was at my lowest. Today is the best day of my life.

Ash holds me under my ass with one arm, holds the back of my head with the other, tangling his fingers into my hair and I wrap my legs around him. Our kiss is deep and carnal and sexy as all get out.

I love smooching my husband!

Oh my God…my husband. I can’t believe we just got married. This is awesome!

Ash pecks my lips before muttering against them, “I love you, pretty girl.”

Smiling against him, I whisper, “Oh God, I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of hearing that. I love you too, Ash.”

Elvis interrupts us with, “Hey now, save that for the hotel.” Ash never takes his lips from mine when he tips him big and the celebrant says in full Elvis impersonation, “Thank you very much.”

He carries me out of the Love N Wed chapel and out to our rental car. He sits me on the hood and steps between my spread legs. Smiling down at me, he says, “I promise, one day I’ll give you a big wedding with all the sparkly shit that women like, I swear it, but right now, I’m about as happy as a kid in a candy store.”

I reach down to take his hands in mine and ask, “Do you think we made the right choice? Doing this, here of all places?”

Ash nods without hesitation. “Yep. I do. I don’t need anyone approving of what I feel for you, babe. I just need you and I hope all you need is me, too.”

Suddenly sad, I whisper, “I probably can’t have kids, Ash.”

He smiles a small smile and says, “You want kids, baby?”

Looking up at him, I nod. He lowers his face to mine, kisses my lips gently and says, “Then we’ll have kids. We’ll make it happen somehow. I promise.” After a second, he frowns and says, “Don’t know what kind of father I’ll be though.”

Holding his face in my hands, I say with total faith and conviction, “If you stopped to think about what kind of father you’re going to be, then you’re going to be a great father.” I whisper, “You are nothing like him.”

Swallowing hard, he nods and whispers back, “I’m nothin’ like him.” He cups my cheek and runs his thumb over my jaw line. He says, “I’ll do everything I can to be the man you deserve. I know we did those vows in there, but I should tell you that there’s nothing I won’t do to make you happy. Just say the word and I’ll do it, girl. I’ll take care of you and I’ll love you forever.”

Reaching up, I pull him down for another slow kiss. I try to show him through this kiss that I feel the very same, but I back it up with words anyway. “I could never love someone as much as I love you. I’ll be everything you need in a wife. I promise. I’ll yell at you when you drink milk out of the carton. I’ll smack you across the back of the head when I see you checking out other women. I’ll kiss you when you need some love. I’ll even kick your ass when it needs kicking.” Smirking, I say, “See? Perfect wife.”

Chuckling, he says, “Perfect or not, you’re the one I want. And now that I’ve got you…you mentioned lovin’ somewhere in ther-”

Cutting him off with another kiss, I tell him, “You get me back to the room in fifteen minutes or less and…” I move my head so we’re cheek to cheek, nip his earlobe and whisper, “…I’ll beg to suck your cock, baby.”

Looking down at me through hooded eyes, he says, “Get in the f*cking car, girl. And buckle up.”

Not ten seconds pass and he’s already in the driver’s seat. I get up off the hood and walk over to the passenger side chuckling. I shake my head and still smiling, mutter, “Such a man.”

My man.

My heart.

My husband.





Chapter Twenty-Seven

Best weekend ever





“Oh my God! Yes!”

I wrap one arm under her lower back and the other under her ass, lifting her slightly and elevating her to that perfect position we both need to get off.