His.
From the intense look on Ethan’s face, he shares my adrenaline high.
A kind of excitement so potent it burns—pleasure so exquisite it’s almost pain.
I just hope my heart doesn’t split in half before our first wedded kiss.
God, I love him.
It’s almost obscene how electric I feel.
Mom has my arm and people turn to look as we pass. The only thing I see is Ethan and the look on his face.
The way his eyes worship me, brighter with every step.
His nostrils flare.
For the briefest second, his bottom lip quivers before he stiffens again.
The gentle music surrounds us like a cloud, and if Mom didn’t have my arm, guiding me forward, I don’t know if I’d have the mind to move.
The grass feels like vines around my feet.
Then his lips move.
I love you, he mouths, and my feet unstick.
My vision blurs until I’m by his side and he’s reaching for my hands, squeezing them, bringing me back to reality.
The world settles, even though it still feels like it’s on the verge of blowing away like a dandelion puff.
“Getting cold feet yet, Pages?” he whispers.
“Never! You?”
“Hell no,” he growls back, the corner of his mouth quirking as we both turn to face the priest.
Let’s do this.
Let’s get married under the sinking red sun, before these gold trees and God, with his calloused fingers sliding a ring on my finger, sealing our eternity.
And once we’re official, once our vows are spoken, once we’re really, truly, inseparablymarried,he catches me around the waist.
He bends me over.
He kisses me with the rough, yet tender reverence I get to relish forever as Mrs. Ethan Blackthorn.
“You look incredible,” he tells me as he sets me back on my feet. “That dress is a dream. Christ, is any of this real?”
“Marrying me?”
“Yeah. I had to check.” Grinning, he shakes his head. “I’ve been pinching myself all damn morning.”
“It’s real, all right. I’m your wife, silly. No getting out of it now.”
“My wife. Goddamn, that’s glorious.” Smiling, he cups my jaw and swipes his thumb over my bottom lip. His gaze darkens. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to that.”
“Please don’t. I don’t ever want to take this for granted.”
