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I rest her head on my chest, still trying to catch my breath. “I love you,” I choke out, overwhelmed with emotion. Now that I have Regan back, I plan to tell her how much I care about her every day. “You already said yes to moving in with me, but I have one more thing to ask.”
“I love you, too, but now you’re making me nervous. Does it involve hiding a body?”
I chuckle at her comment. “You’re insane, woman.”
“You know I keep you entertained.” She brushes her fingers along my stomach, tracing lines along the curves of my body. “Okay, what is it? Ask away.”
I hold her tight, never wanting to let her go. “Will you be my date for the wedding?”
“I thought that was already a given.”
“True, but I never got the chance to officially ask you.”
“It’s not like we’re in high school, and you’re asking me to go to prom with you. You’re silly.” She hooks her leg around my thigh, burrowing her face in my chest, as she wraps herself around me like a koala. “Of course I will be your date.”
“I have one more thing to ask then. Would you be okay with wearing one of Charlie’s bridesmaid dresses? She thinks you should be part of the wedding.”
“Really? She wants me to be a bridesmaid? That’s kind of shocking.”
She attempts to get up from the bed to look at me, and I pull her back down to snuggle her against my side. “You’re the one, Regan. I know it. Charlie knows it. Everyone knows it.”
“Except for me, apparently,” she deadpans.
“That’s why I asked you to move in with me.”
“So, you’re saying you want to marry me? That’s a big step so soon, don’t you think?”
“I’m not saying we need to get married right away, or even this year, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you. That much I know.”
“Regan O’Connor,” she says, her voice trailing off. “My initials would be ROC. Rock isn’t all that exciting.”
“You are my rock,” I say, kissing her hair. “I need you in my life. You keep me grounded, more focused. I owe everything I have now to you pushing me, forcing me to become a better man.”
She peeks up at me, the hair sweat-matted to her forehead. “You invented that software all on your own, Mr. Smarty Pants. I just gave you the motivation you needed.”
I take her hand and place it around my growing erection. I can never get enough of Regan.
“That was fast,” she says, surprised.
“I have a lot of missed time to make up,” I groan into her ear, lifting her up in the process. “Now, be a good girl and come on my cock.”
A broad smile crosses her lips, as she lifts her hips up just enough to push me inside her. She moans, pressing her palms down on my chest, riding me harder.
With only a few more days until Charlie’s wedding, the last thing on my man-of-honor list is the bachelorette party, which is kind of ridiculous, considering I should be going out with Alex and the guys. Instead, Sydney is forcing Regan and me to bake penis cakes. Yes, we’re making fucking cakes that look like dicks.
Who is going to eat them?
Sydney peeks up from beneath her dark lashes, an impish turning up the corners of her mouth. “You’re good at this, Jamie. You really know your way around a monster cock.”
Kennedy and Regan burst into laughter, following Sydney’s lead.
Throwing my hands onto my hips, I shake my head at them. “Laugh it up, ladies. I’m glad you’re gett
ing a kick out of this.”
“I can’t believe how good of a sport you’ve been,” Kennedy chokes out between fits of laughter. “Tyler wouldn’t be caught dead doing half the things you’ve done with us.”
“Either would Carter,” Sydney chimes in. “I told him what we were doing before I left the house, and he was shocked Jamie was helping us out with this project.”
