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"I just always knew this man would put the ring in a cupcake or champagne glass," Charlotte laughs. "I didn't see this one coming."

"Give me some points for creativity here." Jackson kisses her temple.

"So, um..." Charlotte gives me an apprehensive look. "You did Sophie's wedding in three months."

"I did. Go on," I press her.

"Can you do mine in two?"

"Or one," Jackson adds.

Charlotte gives him an exasperated look. "I wanna get married before the baby comes. Nothing fancy, though. Small, simple, maybe just with the sun setting behind us or something like that. And with a chef that won't have this one commenting on the food all night."

Jackson chuckles. "Hey, you just tell me when and I'll be there, wearing a suit and a smile."

"Deal," I agree. "All I need is a few days to recover from planning this and I'm on it."

They leave and I bid farewell to the other guests until Heather takes over when Ezekiel and Jeremiah approach me.

"Trying to have Sophie do your dirty work?" I accuse.

"You never said we couldn't get outside help." Jeremiah smiles.

"Well, I caught on, so you're gonna have to figure it out all on your own."

Although, I'm not sure how they will, but something tells me they will.

"We will see you soon," Ezekiel says.

"Maybe." I grin. "Goodnight, boys."

"Boys," Ezekiel scoffs.

"I feel like we should make her pay for that later," I hear Jeremiah state as they walk away.

And just those words have lust racing through me, sending a shiver down my spine.

For paying extra, the venue has people coming in to clean up everything, so Heather and I are free to leave a half an hour later. She gets in her car to head home, and I get in mine for the short ride to the hotel I booked just a few blocks away. Even though it's hardly an hour, I knew I wouldn't want to drive after being on my feet all night, so I decided to get a room. A small gift to myself as well as to get to rest sooner. Now that I'm in the room though, rest is the last thing on my mind.

I put my small overnight bag on the top of the dresser and take out everything I need for a shower. When I'm done showering, I don't bother to put on the tank top and short set I brought. I instead wait on the bed, entirely naked, hoping I'm not left waiting for long.

Not even ten minutes later, there's a knock at the door.

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