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The situation with Aria wasn’t good. The little girl had become angrier and more defiant as the date to take full custody grew closer and closer. He understood the behavior. He got her pain. If he had a magic wand, the first spell he’d cast would be to bring back her smile and resurrect her laughter.
After a hushed conversation with his foster dad, he’d hung up the phone and drank in his sleeping double-dog dare of a wife. She was a vision with her wavy hair and kiss-swollen lips. But it wasn’t just her beauty. She brought out a side of him that he hadn’t seen in years. And in that slip of time, a melody came to him. He tightened his hold on Harper’s warm body and hummed as she slept in his arms. Words weren’t enough to describe what it was like to be with a woman who made him feel like nothing could hold him back. The sensation deserved a song, a ballad, a declaration of devotion, and if he were a different man, he’d proclaim his feelings to the mountain tops without reservation.
But he couldn’t. He’d already gone too far.
Still, he couldn’t deny that his time with Harper had been the best night of his life.
And that was saying something.
He was a pop star. He’d traveled the world. Throngs of people chanted his name. But none of it held a candle to slipping a ring onto her finger and hearing her say the words he’d never expected anyone to say to him.
I do.
When they’d left the club and entered the sparkling Luxe Grandiose lobby, her chameleon eyes had left him spellbound. It was as if the shades of brown, gray, and blue had silenced the nagging voice in his head and allowed his heart to lead. Once he’d snapped the bouquet of white roses out of the air, he was a goner. Even if Katrina and Jude hadn’t dropped the double-dog dare, he would have wanted to marry his panty-less siren.
And that’s why he hadn’t woken her before he’d left.
Waking her would have meant it was over.
With Harper still asleep, the dream of their night lived on.
It was an irrational presumption.
But when he’d pressed one last kiss to her temple and listened as she hummed a sleepy, sated sigh, whispers of the freedom and elation he’d experienced with her by his side remained.
But that’s all it could be.
A moment in time.
A little slice of what life might have looked like had he been different.
With Trey and Leighton gone, he was who he was.
A loner.
He and Harper had gotten one night to pretend the world wasn’t waiting for them. One night, where he feasted between her thighs and pumped his cock inside her sweet center until they were delirious with lust and begging for carnal release. One night when she was his—all his.
Jesus, stop!
He had to start thinking with his head and not his cock—or was that his heart?
It didn’t matter.
They had to figure out what came next.
And that meant untangling this marriage.
That’s what he wanted, right?
Wasn’t that what Harper wanted?
He removed his cap and ran a hand through his hair.
Here’s what he knew.
News of their wedding had started hitting the celebrity sites earlier today.
Mitzi had flown in from LA, and whatever she had to say, she wanted to do it in person.
