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Her chin tipped up as she laughed, and I beamed down at her as I took her on a turn.
“Hello, wife.”
“Hello, husband.”
I chuckled at the sound of the word on her lips, that fiery streak of possession and submission it somehow both contained hot in my chest.
“I’m glad you found me. I haven’t seen you in three songs.”
“I was there. You were just having too much fun. Didn’t want to interrupt you.”
“Marriage rule number one: always interrupt me to dance.”
With a laugh, I turned us in a circle within a measure. “That’s rule number one?”
“Yes, along with kiss me at least once a day and always let me have the good seat on the couch.”
A pack of goat kids ran across the dance floor in tuxedos and tutus with a wave of laughter in their wake.
“I can’t believe you got Stanley to wear a bowtie,” I said.
“It took a lot of convincing. Almost as much as it took you to do my calendar.”
“That is not for commercial use, Olivia.”
“Literally the best wedding present ever. Who needs silver servingware when you have your husband immortalized feeding baby cows without a shirt on?”
I rolled my eyes.
“I think my favorite is the one of you all sweaty in front of the hay bales with your jeans all low. You could be a part-time model.”
“All I did was shuck hay.”
“That is why you could be a model. You give good face when you don’t even know you’re giving good face. Your face is just a giver like that.”
“What the hell does that even mean?” I asked on a laugh.
“It means I love you. It’s almost time to go.”
“Thank God. You know how long I’ve been waiting to get you out of this dress?”
“Well, I’ve only been in it for eight hours …”
“Since I asked you to marry me.”
Her cheeks flushed, the apples high with her smile. “You’re such a closet romantic.”
One of my brows rose. “Because I want to take your clothes off?”
“In this context, yes.”
“God, I love you,” I said, laughing again.
“Good thing. You’re stuck with me now.”
“Never wanted anything more.”
I’d only just started kissing her before the music changed again, and Presley’s voice came over the speakers, directing everyone to our designated exit. Olivia disappeared for a minute, coordinating her things with Presley, and I shook hands with those who offered, accepting kisses on the cheek and well wishes from the rest as they flowed toward the wide path they’d marked with lanterns in the grass. Presley appeared and began passing out sparklers. The sun hung low enough to kiss the treetops when Olivia slipped her arms around my waist and smiled up at me.
“You ready for this to be over?” she asked.
“Over? We’re barely getting started.”
She beamed. “See? Romantic.”
“It’s your fault. You made me love you like this.”
“It was the boots, wasn’t it?”
“A hundred percent the boots.”
I leaned in to kiss her again, but Presley yelled, “Come on, lovebirds!”
“I swear to God if I get interrupted kissing my wife one more time …”
Olivia just laughed and grabbed my hand, and together we ran down the path toward the pink tractor where it sat waiting for us with cans dangling from the back. I climbed up first, then helped her into my lap. And when I turned it on, Olivia waved behind us, squealing through the lurch when I put it into gear.
And then there was nothing but me and her.
Off we bumbled, leaving the party behind us. I wondered for a minute what we looked like—her skirts took up almost the entire cab.
She smiled at me like she knew a secret.
“What?” I asked.
“We’re married.”
“Damn straight we are. You’re all mine.”
“Oh, I’ve been all yours forever.”
“Yeah, but now there’s a ring on your finger that tells everybody else. I want the whole world to know that you belong to me just like I belong to you.” With one hand on the wheel, I tipped her so I could gaze upon the face I loved so desperately.
When I kissed her, I kissed her good and well. Kissed her like a man who owned the world. Kissed her like I was the luckiest man to ever walk the earth.
And this time, there were no interruptions.
