Right where she was meant to be.
Lily glanced up at the waiting priest.
“Do you come into this union willingly, child?” the man asked her.
That was the million dollar question, wasn’t it?
“Yes,” Lily said. “I absolutely do.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Damian twirled a smiling, laughing Lily out from his embrace before bringing her in close again. Her back tucked into his chest as he kissed the soft skin of her neck. She smelled like roses and sex.
And she was happy.
He couldn’t wait for this night to be over so he could take her back to the five-star presidential suite he’d booked for them. Their honeymoon wouldn’t be so much of a vacation, not a real one. But they did have a week of nothing but them and quiet love in a beautiful suite with champagne on ice and chocolate covered fruit just waiting to be eaten.
“You look terribly sexy tonight,” Lily said, pressing her backside into his groin.
If she kept that up, Damian made no excuses for them leaving early.
“Shouldn’t I be the one telling you that?”
“You already have. Several times. There are a lot of people here,” Lily said, turning in Damian’s arms.
“There are,” he agreed. “At least three-hundred.”
“I know maybe twenty.”
Damian shrugged, keeping their slow dance moving across the floor as the guests watched on. “I know maybe one-hundred.”
Lily’s laughter was like a balm to his dark soul. He’d long since decided that Lily was the light to his darkness. Maybe it was true that every person had a better half. Lily was surely his if he considered everything.
Damian caught Lily’s cheek in his palm and swept his fingers over her cheekbone. Her painted red lips and dark eyes demanded attention and praise. Lily didn’t need the makeup and gorgeous dress to make her perfect, but he loved seeing her all done up just the same.
“Goddamn, you’re beautiful tonight, sweetheart.”
Lily’s smile was anything but innocent. “Oh?”
“So much.”
“I spent all morning getting pampered.”
Damian smirked. “Did you?”
“Yes. I had my nails, makeup, and hair done. But before that, I went to the massage place and this very good-looking—”
He drove Lily’s smaller frame into his body hard, quieting whatever she was going to say instantly. Lily glanced up at him with wide eyes glittering. She damn well knew what she was doing teasing him like that.
“Playing with fire, Lily Rossi.”
Lily’s tongue peeked out to wet her lips. Damian held back from biting the spot just to teach her a lesson about teasing him. “Just getting you ready for the after party, Damian.”
“Isn’t this the after party?”
“Nope. The private after party.”
Ah.