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“Are you goin’ to tell me what we’re doin’?”
I shake my head with a grin. “It’s a secret.”
My sass soon crumbles, however, when Punky runs his thumb across my mouth. “I could make ya talk.”
My heart launches into a deafening staccato, but I won’t be distracted. I need to be strong and not give in to those piercing blue eyes, muscled bare chest, and luscious, full lips.
But he knows me better than I know myself, and a husky chuckle escapes him. “I think ye’d like that,” he arrogantly states, gently slipping the tip of his thumb into my mouth.
He hungrily watches me, daring me to resist. I want him. I always want him. But I stamp down my desire and nip him with my teeth.
He hisses but doesn’t remove his thumb.
“Savage,” he teases, setting me on fire with that sultry look reserved only for me. “All right, Babydoll. Yer secret is safe. For now. A’ll see you at two.”
I wait for him to kiss me, but he simply removes his thumb, knowing that I’m totally hot for him. He just played me at my own game.
I go to turn, but he grips me by the throat and arches my head back. He smirks when he feels me swallow deeply beneath his grip. “I still plan on makin’ ya talk…all night long.”
My resolve is slipping, and just as I open my mouth, ready to spill all my secrets, he lets me go. I almost fall flat on my face but regain my footing and pride.
Punky saunters into the bathroom, knowing he’s won this round. But little does he know, I’ve won the whole fucking game.
This was all my doing, and I’m still so nervous.
Taking what feels like the hundredth deep breath, I smooth out the invisible wrinkles in my white dress. It’s a simple summer dress, but when I saw it in the store, I knew it was perfect. My feet are bare and I wear my hair loose.
The only piece of jewelry I wear is my necklace with Cara’s rose brooch. I’ll never forget it once belonged to her and the importance this brooch holds. The moment I stole it, I knew my life would be changed forevermore.
It seems fitting I wear it today.
“Are ya ready, love?” Aine asks, ducking her head into the bedroom. “He’s been waitin’ for twenty minutes.”
Nodding at my reflection in the mirror, I take my last deep breath. I can do this. Iwantto do this.
Aine smiles, tears in her eyes, but these tears are filled with happiness for me because I finally found my happily ever after.
I follow her down the corridor, not paying any attention to the nosy guests because when I walk into the garden and see Punky, everything fades into the background, and all that exists is us; just like always. It’s us versus the world.
He’s as in tune to me as I am to him because when I’m a few feet away, he turns around. He looks beyond epic in ripped black jeans, a white button-up, and black combat boots. The sleeves are rolled up, exposing his taut forearms and tattoos.
Three buttons are undone, revealing an expanse of pure perfection. The light sprinkle of chest hair catches the sunlight, as does his tattoo. His nose ring and mussed hair just add to the bad-boy vibe, but Punky takes the term and makes it his own.
I know I’m staring, but I can’t help it. He takes my breath away.
“You look beautiful,” he says with nothing but love in his eyes.
“Thank you.”
I know he’s curious to why I asked him here, but when his attention drops to my ringless finger, that curiosity turns to dread. I applied some makeup, which has covered my busted lip, but no matter how much makeup I wear, Punky won’t forget. And he believes I won’t either.
But I won’t let anything ruin today because today is the first day of the rest of our lives.
“Do you remember when you asked me what month I’d like for us to be married in?”
Punky nods, unsure and afraid.
“And you said you’d like for us to be married in the castle.”
