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I place the rose on the buffet, reach for my clutch, grab my cell, and then step out onto the porch with Blake. I catch him staring at me, and I let out a small laugh. “Do I look that bad?”
He lets out a gravely growl which comes from deep within his chest. It shocks me as the sexiness of the sound hits me straight between the legs. “Say that again, and I’ll have to punish you.”
My heart leaps into my throat, my mind racing a million miles a second at what his form of punishment could be. Then I realize I’m not breathing, so I quickly inhale as I break eye contact with him and turn to lock my door. My hands shake a little as I fumble with the keys.
Clearing my throat, the house now locked, I turn back to face him, a clear smirk on his face, and I glance at his Audi. “Okay, let’s go.”
As usual, he places his hand on my lower back and ushers me toward his sexy-as-sin car. My heels click-clack on the pavement as I walk. “One day, you’re gonna let me drive this thing.”
Blake bursts out laughing. “Oh, you think you could handle something like this?”
We step up to the Audi, and I run my hands along the sleek lines and nod. “Hell yes! I can handle it.”
He clicks the button and opens the passenger side for me. “We’ll see. But not today.”
Scowling a fake angry expression, he chuckles and gestures for me to hop inside. “You’re cute, now get in. Don’t want to keep Tamara and Kyle waiting now, do we?”
I snort, shaking my head. “God, no. I don’t want to facethatwrath.” Sliding into the car, I notice his eyes lingering on my legs.
I watch him ogle me, and I have to admit, it does feel good knowing he’s checking me out. His eyes finally meet mine, and he shakes his head a little, giving me a sly smirk, then he closes my door. The sexual tension between us this afternoon is palpable. I really need a drink or something to ease this feeling. I can’t wait for the party after this stupid wedding when I can let my hair down a little.
He makes his way around to his door and slides into the driver’s side. “Okay, let’s go see our girl be the cutest little flower girl you’ve ever seen.”
He saidour girl.
Oh, my heart.
Smiling, I nod. “I can’t wait to see her all dressed up.”
He starts the car, the engine roaring to life. “Then let’s go make some memories.”
My heart squeezes.
Could he be any more perfect?
***
We make our way into the Odenheimer area of the Audubon Zoo, and I glance around at the wonder of this place. I can’t help but smile thinking how much Hailee will love that her father is getting married in a zoo. However, a small part of me is laughing because the girl he’s marrying is probably just as excited as Hailee.
“You doing okay?” Blake asks as we walk arm in arm toward the giant structure that looks like something from the Colosseum. A white carpet is laid in the middle leading up to the marvel, with yellow rose petals lining the edges. The faint glow of candles flickering around the place gives a romantic feel.
In my mind, I know Kyle would hate all this romanticism. And that thought makes my inner bitch smile.
“I’m doing good. Can’t wait to see Hailee.”
We head down the aisle where Kyle is standing, waiting for Tamara, and I dip my head at him.
He smiles as I go to take a seat in the second row so Hailee can see me, but Barbara, Kyle’s mother, steps out, eyeing Blake and me in that judgmental way only she can master. “Zoey,” she states.
“Barbara, how are you?” I ask, detaching from Blake and moving in for a cordial hug and kiss on the cheek.
She eyes Blake up and down, then fake smiles. “My son is marrying the woman of his dreams. I’m doing fantastic. It’s about time he met someone worthy of him.”
Ouch. Okay, Barbara, still a cunt, I see.
I tilt my head and grip Blake’s arm, pulling him closer to me. “Barbara, this is Blake—”
“Her boyfriend,” Blake doesn’t hesitate as he turns, grabs me, and firmly slams his lips to mine. My eyes widen as he kisses me in some sort of dominant show for everyone here to witness—Barbara and Kyle included. But as I relax into the kiss, electricity tingles as his tongue enters my mouth, and I let out a small whimper, needing him closer. My hands slide into his hair, taking more, needing more, deepening the kiss. He tastes so damn good, and hearing him say he’s my boyfriend has lit an insatiable fire inside me.
