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I spit out my toothpaste and rinse my mouth. Instead of answering, I step into the shower with him. Wyn grins at me as he rinses the soap off his body. I’d like to record it and watch in slow motion.
Can you be considered a creeper if it’s your husband?
“Is this a yes?” he teases.
I smile at him before answering. "The glass was fogging and obstructing my view." He grabs me for a quick kiss then side steps me and exits the shower. He laughs once he turns to find me pouting.
“It was either get out of the shower or get your hair wet and miss our brunch for trying to find out how many ways I can make you cum.”
My mouth falls open because that sounds amazing, but Esme will try to fight me if I don’t come through with this update.
“Fineeee,” I grumble and begin washing my body instead.
“Good girls get rewarded,” he promises on the way out.
Wyn and I make it downstairs just as Jagger and Ainslee arrive. They were looking forward to the brunch because mornings are easier since they don’t sleep much with the twins.
“Congratulations you two,” Ainslee says, her gray eyes shining with amusement. “I heard you two stayed the appropriate amount of time. And there were no fights to report. Good job for having the most functional wedding to date.”
“I don’t know, I liked dragging my little asshole out in a headlock,” Jagger counters. “That shit sounds boring but congratulations.”
He flashes the smile that I’m sure got Ainslee pregnant. Yup. Still hot even while tired.
I don’t get in much of a response because Esme appears, smiles at everyone, then drags me off to a conference room where Karessa is already seated.
“Damn, we’re really having an official meeting?”
“Hell, yes. Now sit and tell us about it, dammit.”
“Sounds like Esme needs to get laid,” Karessa jokes. Her skin glows. I used to think it was due to pregnancy but now I know the difference.
The door opens and Ainslee tiptoes in and closes the door.
“Did I miss anything? Once Oran and Jagger started practicing their death glares on Wyn like they aren’t dirty bastards, I knew I was in the wrong room.”
We laugh at her observation, but I jump right in to get it over with.
I point at Karessa and Ainslee. “Unlike you two, I had a wedding night, And I don’t know if it’s great in general or because it was Wyn.”
“I’ll take Wyn for $500 Alex because I’ve had some weak as sex,” Esme admits. “It isn’t always magical. I’m officially mad at all of you bitches. And I mean that with the highest level of respect, Ainslee.”
Ainslee giggles and waves her off. “Y’all are cool with me. I just want to be the first to say I’m happy you had a first time worth a damn.”
“How many orgasms?” Esme asked, looking for the gritty details.
“Three.”
“THREE!” they scream in unison.
“Ugh! If I weren’t getting it from Oran, I’d march over to the courthouse and punch my first in the jaw,” Karessa complains.
“Too bad we can’t have first time redoes, we have to go with the present,” Ainslee adds with a shrug.
“Easy for you to say, you’re still getting some. Meanwhile, the tabloids have me as the spinster sister who can’t keep a man.”
“Ohh, so you didn’t see this morning’s article?” Ainslee points out.
Esme sits up straighter, her light brown eyes flashing with irritation. “Me again?”
