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‘Are you enjoying yourself? Not the nightmare you envisaged?’ he asked, tightening his arm around her waist and smiling down at her.
‘Yes, the church service was beautiful—and I actually understood what the priest said this time.’ Phoebe laughed. ‘You were right,’ she conceded to her husband.
But then Jed was always right. He had insisted on the big wedding, the same as he had insisted on her Aunt Jemma, after she came back from Australia, coming to stay with them in Greece for a few weeks. Now, apart from the odd trip back to England, her aunt spent all her time here.
One year had passed since Ben had met his father, and now he spoke Greek like a native and loved his big Greek family and friends. Phoebe loved everyone—but especially her husband. With every day that passed their love got stronger, and Marcus had been right when he’d said Jed’s emotions ran deep. Her indomitable husband had opened up to her in a way she would never have thought possible a year ago. He had actually cried at the arrival of the latest additions to their family. That he loved her she had no doubt, and she would trust him with her life.
Reaching up, she ran her fingers through his hair and kissed him.
‘I love you, wife,’ Jed murmured when they came up for air. ‘Let’s leave now, and I’ll show you how much.’
Phoebe pulled back. ‘I love you too, husband.’ A slow, sensuous smile curved her lips, and there was a wicked gleam in her blue eyes. ‘But now you have the heir, the spare and the bonus. I’m not sure we should,’ she teased him. ‘Don’t you dare, Jed,’ she said as he hauled her close.
He had laughed when she told him about the no-sex plan she’d had on marrying him. And he’d been stunned when she hadn’t told him until she was over three months that she was pregnant again because she hadn’t wanted him getting paranoid about their love-life—he was such an over-protective husband.
She had confessed she had conceived that night they had met again, explaining at his surprise that she had not wanted to look a fool by admitting she hadn’t taken the pill since they’d parted—telling him she had not needed to because she had never had another lover. He had been humbled and overwhelmed with love. She never ceased to amaze him—no more so than three months ago, when she had given birth to a set of healthy twins—a boy, Leo, and a girl, Leanne. He had openly wept.
Phoebe—his wife, the mother of his children—filled his heart and his life with so much love and joy that he thanked God every day that he had found her.
But sometimes a man had to be a man. And, sweeping her up in his arms, he carried her out of the ballroom—to the cheers and laughter of the family and all their guests.
