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She let out a dry laugh, her hair swinging quite beautifully across her shoulders as she shook her head. “Not at all,” she gritted out. “As a matter of fact,thank youfor reminding me that you are indeed an asshole.”
With that, she walked past me, a blur of intoxicating perfume, silky hair, hypnotic ass, and anger.
I took a deep breath before I followed.
I could notwaitto fuck the shit out of her.
* * *
“Haveyou been to Sugar Valley before?” I asked, eyes on the road as I broke the silence between us.
It wasn’t necessarily awkward, but I couldn’t classify it as comfortable either. For any other couple, it would probably be a little alarming to ride fifteen minutes in complete silence with someone you were marrying the next day.
But we weren’t “any other couple”… or a couple at all, technically, just two people with a reciprocally advantageous deal.
This was business.
Still, for whatever reason, I couldn’t make myself let the silence stand. For a moment, I thought Nalani was going to ignore me, which wouldn’t have been surprising considering how angry the hair thing had made her.
Could I have conceded on that?
Of course.
Her hair looked great the way it was, and I was sure tomorrow’s stylist would have made sure she presented a perfect bridal picture.
A vision that was likely already planned, for her to have spent precious time having it done today.
The truth was though, in that magazine spread where I first laid eyes on her, her hair had been in its natural, curly state, and that shit was sexy.
I wanted to bury my fingers in those coils, gripping them by the handfuls while I was balls deep inside her for our wedding night.
Candidly.
And since I was footing the bill for all this shit… why the fuck would I settle for anything else?
“Not since I was a child,” she finally said. “We used to come every summer, as a family.”
“Why haven’t you been back?” I asked. “I would think the winery being reopened would be right up your alley.”
“It would be, if this place didn’t remind me so intensely of my mother.”
Oh.
I glanced at her as she shook her head, like she was clearing some unpleasant thought away. She was staring out the window, into the dark, so I couldn’t really see her face.
“Besides,” she spoke again. “I’m not really agreat outdoorskind of bitch, so the only thing here that would appeal to me would be the drinking. And I can do that in Blackwood.”
Even though she couldn’t see me, I nodded. “That’s understandable. Beautiful scenery though. I’m assuming you arrived before dark, got a chance to see it?”
“Yep,” she said. “It was insisted upon, actually.” My eyes were back on the road, but I felt the shift as she turned to look at me. “Supposedly so I could get settled in.”
That had to have been Shiloh’s doing,I mused to myself, but didn’t say aloud.Myonly concern was that she was present and accounted for at my side when I wanted her there. She could’ve arrived ten minutes ago for all I cared.
Shi was the one who hadn’t left it up to chance.
I turned onto the long road toward the winery, but skipped the turn that would take me to that building. Our destination instead was the house up on the hill that provided a home for the winery’s latest owners, who’d done me a personal favor by accommodating this wedding.
Up here in the mountains, the snow was no joke, and the weather could change quickly. It had been clear and beautiful earlier, on the way in, but now the landscape was being blanketed in the fluffy white powder. Not enough to make getting around a problem, but enough that I was glad Nalani didn’t snatch away from my offered hand once we’d parked. She let me help her down, avoiding a slip and fall that would have put quite a damper on the festivities for tomorrow.
