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Considering their two mothers couldn’t stand one another, they’d thought it best to fly to the Caribbean for the ceremony. Maybe someday they’d all have to be together—probably when he and Kate started having kids. But for now, long-distance family relationships seemed the wisest solution.
Their families certainly wished them well, for which they were both grateful. Edie and her new boyfriend had thrown them a big engagement party at the retirement community in Florida at Thanksgiving. And his own mother—who had decided to give Mayor Otis a run for his money and seek her late husband’s seat—had done the same on New Year’s Day a few weeks ago in Pleasantville.
Jack still cracked up remembering the expression on Kate’s face when his sister Angela had hugged her, telling her how sorry she was her pregnancy would prevent her from being maid of honor. He’d had to cover his mouth so Darren wouldn’t see him snort with laughter.
The best party of them all, however, had been the bridal shower at Bare Essentials, hosted by Armand and Cassie. He hoped to God Kate had packed some of the gifts they got that night.
Unable to wait any longer, Jack walked into the bathroom. Seeing several conveniently placed candles and matches, he lit a few, then turned out the light. Kate’s silhouette shimmered through the shower curtain in the soft glow of candlelight.
She said nothing, obviously waiting for him in the semidarkness. When he stepped inside the tub, pulling the curtain closed behind him, she leaned back against his body and turned her head to look up at him. “I thought you were asleep. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“I wouldn’t have missed this. Our first married shower.”
She was hot and wet, slippery and lithe. Jack wanted to touch her everywhere. Pulling her closer, he knew she felt his hard-on slipping between her thighs. He groaned as she rocked back on it, rubbing her curvy backside against his groin. Sliding his arms around her waist, he held her tight as he bent to press his mouth to hers for one long wet kiss after another.
“Hope they paid the hot water bill,” she said when their lips finally parted.
Remembering some of the other showers they’d shared over the past few months, he hoped so, too.
“I love you, Kate,” he said as he pushed a long, dark strand of wet hair off her brow.
She rubbed her cheek against his palm, whispering, “And I love you.”
He kissed her again, sweetly, cherishing her tonight as his wife as much as he already cherished her as his mate. Finally, spying a bottle of body wash on the edge of the tub, he reached for it. “Want me to wash your back?”
She nodded, giving him a look of sultry heat. “And my front.”
Oh, without question.
“It’s a deal.” He grinned. “Just remember the rule…”
She rolled her eyes and gave him a disgruntled look. “Okay, I know. No singing in the shower.” Then she raised a brow. “Just don’t you forget your rule, either, angel.”
Remembering their first time together back on the stage at the Rialto, he chuckled. “No wings until I ring your bell.”
Their laughter, their loving…and their shower…lasted long into the night.
